Form, prayer
And meditation
I have forgotten.
But I remember you
In the spring season.
I have not touched
A crow at any time
But I know the bird
In so many ways.
I believe not in cheating,
But cheats are here with me.
And they said life is a gambling,
I believe not their words
And I proceeded forward with me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem