Would it be possible to leave
Those ideas one has about himself
As an unique fruit in the cosmic tree?
How may one realize the vacuum,
If is caught up in thick dreams?
I wonder who could strike down
Its saving strategies and its many pillars,
To see that Space holds on to nothing?
Is there anyone here ready
To abandon all conceptual frames,
And let the mind crash freely
Into the still Way?
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I would like to translate this poem
nice, apreciez în mod deosebit " an unique fruit in the cosmic tree "