Well and good, each one here.
If so, what about my matter?
No light, no darkness anywhere,
And yet, crying or smiling lost meaning
And all busy to differentiate
Truth and falsehood.
Let us discover all that are not here,
Let us stay with our own matter
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It's so crucial to discover the beauty hidden in your soul. An intriguing poem