what you were
what you are
what you shall be
all these do not matter
for there is no way
that you can be you
in any place for
whatever reason
there is no you
actually
you are but a
dropp of rain
in the wide sea
in the deep ocean
in the vast space
you are but an atom
in the air
a molecule in that
chair
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem