THERE IS A POEM / MADE OF ALL THERE NEVER WAS
There is a poem
Made of all there never was
I cannot write this poem
There is a poem made
Of all that has been
I can never come close to this
There is a poem which is mine alone
This is my only poem
There is a small small poem
Mine alone
That cannot tell what has not been or what will be
For anyone
Except perhaps
To some degree- myself.
I cannot write anything anymore
And this is no poem either.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You nailed this one Shalom