as brittle as crystal
that has diffused
and nothing but dust
shall remain…
sense of time
as we may comprehend it
that will not do
some day
dust has dispersed
after a slight blow of air
wafted
into the cloud complained
and fell down
a bit farer
where the heart cried
bitterly
out of grief
those former structures
so beautiful
transparent
this is light reflected
with a prism of life
and those structures
so beautiful
so pure
as the beating of our heart
from the hiding
beauty of crystal
so brittle
so weak
just push it
and there will be
no sky so limpid
above us
nor crystal tear
sad as we are
it is so easy
to turn something into dust
and diffuse this dust
with one’s force
dust
which wafted
into the cloud complained
and it is so difficult
to build from dust
…rust
(transl. Annaya Chomczyk)
symbolic composition written in eloquence and nice poetic language...10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice theme.nice language.posted 10 surya