A shadow, maybe
in murkiness, I am.
But still grasp the reality
of your conviction.
I may wander blindly
but i am not lost
I may be a slain warrior
but unwounded
A worm gnawing a stone
in looping hunger
is as compelling as the
constant drip of elixir...
Love extended still prevails
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It's not hard to find the truth. What is hard is not to run away from it once you have found it.