Life is vibrations
Catching the pulse of the day
To eat, to sleep, to walk, to play,
Reflections at midnight.
Clearing off the daily bustles,
Sedimenting the bumping thoughts.
There the hidden structure comes into light
New connections forming,
Conjuring colours along the path.
(June 2004, edited on April 2006)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem