Color
Black and white
Place
The earth and the sky.
Bit by bit
I entered
In to the sky
Leaving the earth
Far behind.
I am not attached
I am in touch
With corollary factors
That are Yours
O my dear
Come and see
I am poor.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i am not attached, i like the confession!