I am busy with everything and nothing
The spaces around me collide with each other
And twist breaking walls
It is better to sleep
It is better to sit down
It is better not to write
Perhaps, it is better to pray
When things and everything
Are right
And not all right
Nothing follows
But an empty sheet.
rose flores martinez
http: //rfvietnamrose09.blogspot.com
I can almost visualize the blank emptiness. Like it. Spacious.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
you only need a pencil. just write about those everything and nothing on that empty sheet. :)