An uneven temper
will persuade itself
eternity is no goal
by setting a scene
in which evil and fate
bring on fear
they will return
again and again.
A level head
fears the eternal life
promised in dreams
for a reason
much the same:
there'd be nowhere else to go,
nothing more to attain.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem