falling into a trance
his world curled into a huge wall
his arms are too short to make an embrace
the house too wide like the sea
and the stairs lengthened its rails
to heaven
those who watch him in pity
of course cannot understand
he does not belong to their
comprehension anymore
neither does he
desire to be a part of their
too narrow world where his lips
are too small to paint a word.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem