the lotus chant
i hear this morning as i listen
attentively i feel like all hands
are massaging my whole body
i close my eyes
and feel the piano keys
running among themselves
producing the
monotonous sounds of
sleep
this morning you hear
it differently
sounding like some frogs
in the rain
you love it more like it
you see
we feel differently
like night and day.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem