To analyze and summarize all that crosses your eyes
Is a burden of self with no token or prize
To sink when you think
Trying to make a superficial link
Is about as healthy as a clogged kitchen sink
When you ponder and ponder
And your thoughts always wander
It is the joy of the day and its beauty you squander
So think twice if your mind is a vice
cuz’ not having the answer will sometimes suffice
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem