inside my mind
pictures
of clouds,
trees, birds
and
nothing.
peaceful pictures
of
nothing,
soft
relaxing
nothing,
gentry pulling
me
down.
down
to
where
nothing
exists
but peace.
(From The Series Of Poems Written At The Chemo Center)
(7-01-2016)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Although the subject matter is lively and animated in a warm summary way, there's a great level of sadness and poignancy that is underlined in these words. Everything we experience is but for a brief time to touch and see and feel, and then without realizing it, it all disappears, the message of this is almost existential in tone, that everything goes back to the nothingness of bliss, its sad but also tranquil, this is philosophically moving stuff .