Under the sun nothing new.
Help me to say something true!
Stars unnumbered in blackness.
Abide in your tiny happiness.
Hidden in hidden openness,
nothing and everything;
only for today but always.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hidden moments are in hidden openness and nothing is in everything that gives memories of happiness. Interestingly drafted poem is shared here.10