To be alive when you read this,
hopefully you are, you know there's
nobody like you, there's a world
to understand, whatever you think
of love, remember to trust your
passion with fresh eyes...360,
up and down, love knows of
the fountain, the secrets of time,
the secrets of the universe,
there's so many ways to see,
what if everything we ever learned
is wrong, made up, taught to us,
everything lost, would we understand
our world, only instincts left to react,
to observe, to feel, to love, no history, no hate.
Only time can mold you, shape you,
break your fall, wake you to experience,
present in your place, the journey moving
fast, while waiting at the station, the rhythm
of the rail holds the promise of calm.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem