It's your eyes
That makes my universe.
If I look at sky
I see your eyes shining there.
If I look at flowers
I see your eyes smiling there.
If I see dream
I see your eyes dancing there.
Your eyes
So tiny, so insignificant
Yet how could they hide an entire physical universe?
How could they make me forget
Existence of Sun moon river and stars?
How could they make me forget
Even my own existence?
You know, I am happy
That I cannot feel my existence
In your presence.
If I can own divine smile of your eyes
Why would I desire something less desirable?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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