Liquefying thoughts, flowing downhill like waterfalls in the mountains.
Serenely coasting, floating upon life's waters, never latching onto anything, knowing that it will only be taken from me.
Living an existence in hollow emotion, deciding every moment spontaneously, never leaving chances to become what I must before my dying day.
Lacking any trust, drifting along semi-peacefully on any given day, attempting to fulfill my destiny however fate will allow me to.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem