when i write something about what i do not know
and you read and feel that i am writing about what i do not know
and we become two persons
knowing fully well that we are on some things that we do not really know
wanting to know and trying to know
i think it is fair enough
we begin always from the acceptance of our ignorance
indeed a good beginning
and from there we make the little steps toward this knowing
of what we are, who we are and where we are going
because in truth, one must reserve a space, open the window
to let the wind come and fill the spaces of this void this ignorance
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem