when it is dark, why not enjoy
the darkness? think that she is just beside you.
when the door is closed, why not
think that all the while you want to spend
your lifetime under the sun and sea?
when the air is hot and humid, why not
say that you like it and it is just perfect for
your nudity?
when you're sad and lonely, why not take
these hours as simply perfect for
another volume of poetry?
enjoy what you have and make the best
with what is there in your hands and head
do not look for what is not found there
you may simply be frustrated. Think and be wise.
love what you are, and do the best you can.
there is no other way, and if there is, please tell me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem