what saddens the moth
was its loneliness in the darkness
that covers its world
it says that light is lovelier
this nook is killing me
and so it takes flight to its
suicidal journey
that it never knew was
until
you know what happened
attracted by light
it bathed itself in fire
it died
what we did not know
and this we were not told
was that
it had lived happily ever after in its next life
as part of light itself
what we only saw
was ash
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem