if she wove
a bridal gown which
she cannot finish
why don't you sculpt
a giant and they
will not suspect that
like her
you were just delaying
things
to put off the contract
because you
know that something
better is
coming
if he is telling you
the story of the thousand
nights
perhaps you by now
understood all these things
that somehow
delay is a virtue
to avoid the present sorrow.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem