i will no
longer guess
i tell you
and i bow before
this
the meaning of it
all is that
there is no meaning
and so the senselessness
has become
the one and only truth
its sound is
barbaric
and its true nature
is uncertain
this the true journey
grasping of air
to breathe and simply
live all through
it....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem