Life pickled,
Life is a spice pickle.
Life is also a river
And it is very dangerous,
Only poems can save you.
But more dangerous is poems,
If you dive in to the poems,
You cannot perform any other
Works that are here, my dear.
But in poems you can find
All nectar. Permit me to
Utter something more that
I suffer with the words and
Its meanings that are sweeter.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem