The scenes flash
in a series that runs smoothly
without a glare
somehow i have decided not to watch it
straight since it can be
a source of
prolonged and undisturbed pain
and so i shift from one frame to another
summer and winter
landscape and numbers
this time sky and then in a moment
sea
somewhere there could be a meeting
or none at all
the joys are intermittent
and i like it the way it should be
something that sometimes
we are not prepared yet to accept
but it is there
gazing at us and saying that it has
been a part of
our very being
and they shall concoct stories and
offer some explanation and lay the usual rules of
the game of life
there are scales which the rainbow fish wears
as it swims deep into the sea
and soon disappear into what we deem as the unknowable
be glad you are here
and with this short time we have
we cannot really make a lot of difference
peace be with you, that is the last offer
that is made
i have accepted it, hope you will.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem