No profit,
And you are
Going for profit?
What is the profit?
No jugglery,
No magic,
But life is here
As simple as nature.
Whim and satisfaction,
Life is full of contradiction.
I love life for its emptiness,
I love life for its descending
Order in the voice of an
Imaginary story teller.
Without any discussion, I agree
With you that life is
Not the opposite of the truth.
And life is what I see in you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem