at this moment of my life
there is nothing to prove
nothing to build anymore
all beginnings have found
their sought endings
there is nothing to see
everything have seen what
they ought to see
there is nothing to feel
everything had been felt before
there is nothing to fear
everything is so near
there is something to touch
it is light it is fire.
it is at the tip of my finger
it stays on my tongue
and my heart keeps on singing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem