Life is not ours,
Rules are ours.
We are here with music,
Music of life and
Life is crossing the time
But not the music.
And at this time
We are enjoying the fun
That is in love.
Love is ours
But not the truth.
We must honor the truth
That is there
In our own complex.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem