There are certain truths I know to be true
As true as I know the sky to be....
What?
I was going to say “blue”.
But it's not!
It's a deep red-blue with a moon,
And some black and white clouds.
And I was going to say,
“And that's something.”
And it is!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem