Seasoning life with unkempt desires, becoming serene
against stances of difficult times during stress.
Particular problems float above others, waiting to
be solved in creative new ways, so they will never
have to return again.
There are so many decisions to form and become
reality, it's a wonder we ever do anything else for
enjoyment.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem