As a glass ball can shatter
into a thousand pieces of matter
so can a soul's focus splatter
but a vacuum created
by desirelessness,
or a magnet of
charismatic attraction
or a wind broom
sweeping all fragments
into a corner
helps heal the soul
into a new whole.
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I would like to translate this poem
magnificently composed piece...well done :)