Our world is unchanging, yet we live with it.
Anticipating novel times of earnest, hopeful
ideas to make a difference in our lives
personally.
We want to be enlivened with energy, silenced
by beauty, yet we live with indecision and
hesitant romance throughout our times of life.
Withdrawing finally in an unchanging world, we
suddenly realize it is us who have changed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem