It is all relative.
'What is? '
The receiving of a gift.
And the receiver of it,
Is unaware what it is...
Until eyes are open.
It is all relative.
'What is? '
The moment that a dawning comes,
To be welcomed by one awakening.
And only then,
Will a comprehension begin.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem