Being still against
All motion-
Is moving,
Being quiet in the midst
Of commotion-
Is loud,
Being simple amidst
The complexities-
Is intricate,
Being shallow
Is not superficial;
It has transcended
From the depths.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
you have this faculty of expressing your wit in a poem which sometimes made me wonder... it is unique but it reverberates, like a familiarity of my very own voice or someone that I know. anyway, i guess poets think alike sometimes.