at the end
one sees what matters
nothing really
matters
one finally says yes
to everything
whatever comes
without question one embraces
as part of
its existence
whatever is taken
one nods
and admits that it is always
rightly taken
at the end
you arrive at a dead
end
it is destiny
it is always that fate that tells you
you are here and you have
arrived
always at the right hour
there are no more questions
and so
as a matter of consequence
there too are no more answers
it is empty as light and space
it is an erasure of everything that is written
at the end
one really can see nothing at all
nothing matters
nothing taken
nothing given
at the end you smile
what a wasted lifetime!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem