I am the son
In relation to my parents,
I am the wife
In relation to my husband,
I am the servant
In relation to my master.
See nothing is true, my dear,
No son no parents
No wife no husband
No servant no master.
Live my dear, and live here,
According to your own sweet will,
Since you are here and live
Without fear and favor
With zeal and with pleasure.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
absolute truth of life, simply said but with such impact!