I, always see you,
I can't say, I know,
Who you are, though.
Literature - useless,
Science - valueless,
Still, my words are
Here, eager to say
Something about you.
I know, truth is
Far behind, also
I know, far ahead
The truth. But I feel
The truth is here
Within me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow What a nice poem