People have learned many things from others, written
down in books so men may read and learn more.
There are so few people who have not learned a thing,
but have done the teaching themselves.
Beginning from brand new ideas never thought of before,
exploring those and creating more.
These are the books written first, all others are just
imitations, copies of wisdom.
They could never begin to understand the creation of
a printed word brought forth from within an unprejudiced
mind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem