Vaporous breath blowing from within a freezing
corner in life's restaurant.
Looking outside, watching the wind blow gustily
thinking it must be cold outside also.
Yet there is no heat within, fingers are numb
from the cold, goosebumps are everywhere.
What a situation we have here, because the reality
lying outside the door is an amazing one hundred
fifteen degrees in the shade.
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I would like to translate this poem
Reality scares me too. But like is about facing reality. We win 100% and get sometimes defeated 100% too. Vaporous breath blowing from within a freezing corner in life's restaurant...... like these lines. Fright to face things really brings about a change in our emotions and body.