You couldn't catch the NOW moment...
It seems like being such uncatchable.
When you do think - It is, I am..
Then every moment
It falls to past, from future soil.
The future - solid, the past - the same.
But NOW - like the river flowing
From bank to bank - the bridge would vain,
The Universe is great and shocking...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem