Finally,
When I get a incurable disease,
That now I can say...
That I have found time.
For all these years
Thinking that I am going in a straight line
Did I struggle with time.
Going against it,
Going for it.
Rushing against it.
But now, finally
After all these years
Do I meet time, brunt,
And I seem to find rest.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem