But we all are
Going back
To the truth,
And the truth is
There to follow us.
Imagine the route,
And get no time
To think, but
You have to
Proceed forward,
For the purpose of
Love, that is
In between the dark
And the light.
Imagine again
That you are not
There for anyone
But for the self.
Imagine again
That you have
Reached the moon
With all love
That are not opened
As yet.
And reaching at
The point of truth
Is not so easy
As you declared.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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