Do I have anything to say right now?
I do not really know until I try
But what am I to try with|
And what to try for?
Silence is one thing
And emptiness another
And quiet inner quiet
Greater blessedness
But words and more words
Writing and more writing
What are they now?
I do not know
I am just here now
Trying to do something
Before the fast ends
And writing this may be
Nothing but what it is
In this passing time
A few minutes of meaninglessness or meaning
As I myself cannot know judge.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem