yesterday
yes level
the crystal
holds our balance
seeing below the
fracas, the noise
in our distances
we need it to survive
it seems blistering
as it rely be the jewel
in the crown our love
for sweet reason above it
allowing sentiment to enter
our thoughts only brings
folly; listen and you shall
partake of it, this listlessness
of the ages.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem