Did not know how to end the longing
To begin again-
It did not know how to end the longing
For love and laughter
As love and laughter can only be
In the freedom of the younger days-
The poem I wrote after my life was over
Was a poem about wanting to live again-
And perhaps the poem itself
Was the life
that tried to prove my life was not over yet
When it was.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem