I became aware of the big picture
and realised my participation as small as it is.
Then my experience here became pointless, meaningless,
from the view of the grand scheme.
So I stopped being so aware and
came back to this level of reality,
the little picture, to continue in this awareness.
I may seem pointless at some view,
but all have meaning
so I must to.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem