And Darkness still rules the world
And Quiet is everywhere,
I let my hands write these words
And searching for meaning and music
Make only a blank line across the page-
Nothing is done
And nothing ever will be done
And I am alone as I ever was-
And never was-
And light more light early morning light
Will come soon
And make all these lines irrelevant-
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem