Am I looking for you my love, or not looking
at you, at them
its my right to come out of the doubt
to have a choice, i want you.
to have or not to have
i see you in the sea, the joyfull waves
describe your beauty, your happyness.
the leaves the tree leaves, indicate a trail to you, to your sacred altar, the green is their substanance.
love is my substanance,
love is my desire
the trees are your respite
im powerless, who has power, the divine
I become a bird to see, from a distance the whole picture, the relative value in the universe
its a case of, yes no yes no yes, coldly
i have become a machine with no feelings, its a purely academic affair.
a result orientated effort
sort of shopkeeping
What about humans, its a sort of material dilemma
But the journey has many stations
and i cant stay longer in any one station, what is the meaning of each station.
Its up to me to make it as i wish, as love wishes,
out of bad experiences, my vessel is cut to hold joy
to live in the field of green, with flowers,
to watch the running brook.
invisible love, is it what you envisaged it.
was it a disappointment or not a disapoinment
am i looking for the material or not the material
am i happy, and is happynes fulfiling
am i deriving pleasure and joy and love for my fellows that brings me closer
Have i unlocked with the key the door to my inner self, and do i worry about what other people think, or is it what i think of myself that is important.
i not mind and have hope and confidence in me
out of foolishness to becoming wise
uglynes, or beauty
becoming is greater than being
motion better than limbo
heaven better than hell
joy the keys to the kingdom
is my happynes a fountain of possibilities
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem