Nothingness and the warm earth;
Was more real, more sunny...
It was like a picture of a little bunny.
It filled me with discovery.
It made me worth money.
It was an epiphany of something.
Misery disappeared.
It led to virtue.
It was concerned with nurture.
It was not torture!
It was worth a fortune.
I learned.
It was the reality I could afford.
Difficult though it was to be a lord.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem