I dreamt
I had no identity,
I wept
For a long time
In extreme pain and agony,
Then.....
The wise shadow arrived in my vision,
He advised me wisely,
I listened to him patiently,
Gradually I found myself anew,
Thereafter I realised the ultimate truth that
If I had no identity,
It was the greatest advantage for me
To succeed in life,
My joys knew no bounds.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes, don't search for your identity everywhere. You know what you are... that's important.