Look though this window
Just be sure not to cut yourself
On the already broken glass
But if you lean out just a little
You can see some much needed light
Falling from a lonely sun
Watching his past
Eight minutes back
& his future
Absorbed in all that he reflects
Just be careful my sweetheart
There is a darkness
In transparent things
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem