Circle within circle
And it is in me.
No backward, no forward
I am, see, where I am.
Directionless and motionless.
I know nothing though
I have kept my conscience
Under my control,
And I see my radical change.
From black to grey
From grey to white
And I am doing differently
From time to time and still
I failed to know the nub of the problem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem