I can't abstain playing of this water-flow-air-soil;
River arrive to my home breaking bank.
Kite arrive to fly me cloud by cloud
Fire arrive to burn it's branch through me.
Fish arrive with net catching me
Steamer arrive to ride on me
Library arrive to me reading.
Ask myself, what's me?
Me lost in dress of air.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem