If I would have died in that moment
It would have been ok
You are the world on an endless page
I am a moment in the flood
If I had the chance to go back in time I'd be the shadow underneath my eyes
I'd be redemption running through your blood
If I would have died in that moment
It would have been ok
You are memories in an hourglass
I am the diamond that you love to polish
If I had the chance to actually reach you, see you
I'd probably become you-the endless mountain
You are the fountain-wishing well
I am the trickling water from the sparkling spout
You are an endless epilogue
I am proceeding without specific routes
Doubts cannot be happening
We have dreams of never ending fetal positions
In mother's arms we live, we breathe
We transition constantly with something missing
I will not be sorrow
Ma! I will not be sorrow
No! I will not be sorrow
I saved up my whole life for today
I need to spend it tomorrow.
If I would have died in that moment
There would be no day to save
We are constant life and death
We are endless epilogues…
Sorrow…pain…joy…epitomized.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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