All pain can't be vanished
All evil can't be vanquished-
That was not included
In the original contract.
You would have to go way back,
Past the primordial ocean- start over again
Take the pincers from the sea-crabs;
Furrows, from the primate brain-
But you would never get the same result
It was never about being only one polarity-
Only the dance of two poles interweaving,
Two opposites perfectly attracting
Only the perfect symmetry of two extremes
Kissing, with a slight touch of asymmetry,
Which broke loose the homeostatic ocean:
Matter froze out into form then, from nonexistence.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wise and brilliant i read it twice and understood it. maybe i should start reading these twice