Spinning, twirling, whirling, curling
Mind is swimming full of thoughts lest
I come to a final conclusion of this test
And exit the stage of bleakness professed
What is this thought that crosses my mind?
More so now, no longer from time to time
Out of all these various theories of what is life
The only final decision I can spew is this little rhyme
That my mind does repeat from time to time
So finally I say to you on this day
Of what my mind tells me to say
That only one can make me come into play
The Lord God three in one to stay
And another, not with the happiness of my soul but body
The one I love forever boldly
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem