I wait for something not important
To go to a place not important
To spend an evening -not important-
I suppose there are still things important
Even in old age
But tonight is not an important one
And we are minor players or not really players
In the event we are going to-
I know I have never really been important
And am not important now
The world goes on a billion ways or more without me
I am not important and what I am doing tonight is not important
And these lines are most likely of no importance
And yet I am happy writing them now
And secretly believing that nonetheless despite all and somehow
In some way
Everything I am and everyone I love is important to God
Perhaps I am wrong
But that is my hope and my prayer
Important or not important now.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem