If you want to love
It should be like horizon of this planet
There is no short cut
For you on the path of love.
The way a bird fly
across the frontier.
I used to love composing poem
with no beginning and end
But you know that never happens
Life dissolves
still want to survive
that is the fate of humankind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem