we checked out all the artificial paradises
what happened to the real one, the paradise of children dancing garlanded with joy
what is joy, the abscence of sorrow
what is sorrow the absence of joy
i cant seem to feel
this is my diary
im affected
by the effect of the cause
i must find refuge in the forest
here i find peace and a way to the ideal
beautifull like eden
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem