Senryu
A year is a breath
A trivial cosmic moment
For me it is life
Life is not a plateau
But a stormy uphill struggle
The upland is a dream
He stopped dreaming
In the middle of the night
Death fell soft as rain.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Vital cosmic moment gives breath of year of feelings. He stepped dreaming and death fell as soft rain. An interesting poem is shared here of course.10