One Thing
there's one thing in my mind
of a very serious kind
by the way
this is not a haiku,
nor a senryu
nor a Tanka
ála Sylvia
also not a Fata Morgana
or a utopia
just a usual
daily ritual
my meditation moments,
ah, that's the very serious kind
in my mind,
my meditation-
prayer moments
all so transparent
my talking to God,
of course, it's not odd,
Talking to God is not odd except for those who are in the throes of despair and tear their hair because they think He is not there.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful write. Nicely crafted. Loved it.