Stranded in a fantasy of beauty, yet finding nothing of interest
is hidden there, leaving this heart in an empty loneliness where
there's nothing to grasp onto.
Mind being bereft and losing control of things in the past, want-
ing to move into the essence of another dimension where life can
open up, a total and complete apparition of freedom.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem