Kohelet is my teacher and my master and my truth
And my failure and my sadness and my life
Kohelet is my story and my thought
If not my dream
Kohelet is the truth the hard painful truth
In the language one loves
In the mood one cannot escape
In the consolation of one's own vanity of vanities- understood by another
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great poem. I really enjoyed it. Short sweet and full of life.