I, myself -
A dream.
White in color,
Running in motion.
A bird, a wave,
A stone, a tree,
Call me in any name,
And I care not fame.
Deep dark -
My life.
I am a water pot
With a reflection of sun shine.
No one is there to depart
From my memory.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
life is but a dream, and we watch