ephemeral things
can be quite significant
spring brings grief
because it cannot last
a lingering kiss
knows that lips must part
seasons come and go
joy and sadness
tyrants rise and fall
no monument is eternal
life itself is fragile
a star consumes itself
a seeded dandelion
awaits a gentle breeze
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The wisdom of a feeling soul!