Sadly, the only promise he made to me
Was for my life to be safe, hazards absent
And away, utterly nothing to do with life.
Hoping a new direction in life
Is a happiness since you achieve
Existence as much as glass.
The hazard of breaking this glass
Really reports our perils, our dangers
And our jeopardy. This is all I can say.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Life is fragile like glass