AS stressed
the right hand must give
without the left
hand even knowing when and how
and what...
by said secrecy
giving has become a high form of art
the mouth is shut
the eyes are blind
and there seems to be a distrust
between the left
and the right
of course in the middle of these states
the heart will always be at the center
of our universe
always beating....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem