54 Poem by Shuntaro Tanikawa
54
I grew unwittingly apart
from the world in which I was born
and can no longer walk again
among the things of the earth.
We know that even love is a possession,
but we can't keep from praying
that life will go on.
And we accept the poverty of our prayers.
I can possess nothing,
though I love
trees, clouds, people.
I can only discard
my overflowing heart-
hesitant to call that an act of love.
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4/26/2024 1:33:34 AM # 1.0.0.1119
From the world in which i was born! Nice work.