i think i know now
a little hint from a shadow
a borrower of light
an imitator without the gift
of gab
how one must go on
with fidelity to a body
and dissolve
when darkness comes
when sleep is here
where the beginning to another
journey
begins....
i think i know now
what i do not know
what i should not have
known
what i should keep a secret
and bring it
to the depths of my
grave
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem