to maintain depth
keep the shallow feeling
embrace playfulness
and keep
the trivia, do not
disregard the wisdom of
absurdity
which is beyond the clutches
of logic
actually
it used to be that this is this
and that is that
and we have to keep the page and
follow
till the end
when there is no end really
for everything always begins with
another beginning
to be wise be unwise
to be full do not be filled
to be at the top know where
the bottom line is
imagine this earth floating
in a floating universe
and you are in there still believing
that while sitting on a chair
nobody is moving.
standstill, is that not the word
you heard when they think you are confused?
keep calm, is it not what they advise you
when you become panicky
about what is not really there?
we measure God with our spoons
we reason out with our tongue
we take eternity as though it is
a pool of a thread
poor little kettle, whistling when
it is boiling
tonight is see stars in the heavens
without thinking without saying anything at all.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem