We are searching similarities
But where it is, not known.
We are searching here, there
We ourselves are diverted.
No feeling, nothing
No imagination
No perception.
To say frankly
Our thought processes
Are not perfect.
We are searching similarities
But where it is, we are
Incapable, it is true,
And we are to the point faithful.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
search for similarities..