Simple and
As simple as
The rain.
Rain and
It is raining
For us.
But we are here
For whom!
No words to utter
But we are here
For the purpose
Of rain and
It is raining
Within us,
The rain of love
And we are very careful
To the truth
That is here for us.
Truth is that
We are living creatures
With our own
Thoughts and language.
We are to go
On our own way.
Truth is that,
We are free and
No one is above us.
We are sovereign,
We keep a tight rein
On us with no reason.
But our life is
As simple as death
Keeping no connection
With anything or
With anyone.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem