We're thinly porous
Like a windscreen miles away
Catching chaff, from the mouth of a canyon
That's back-lit by sun.
Picking up the tiniest particles
De-briefing a life
In the unspecified lengths of time
When darkness reigned.
Nothing lost, everything circling,
Ground down to molecules, atoms, quarks..
Matter blinking in and out
Finally drains away, quicksilver in moonlight.
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I would like to translate this poem
Excellent! Such nice expressions and great wording.