The more I think I really know,
the less I understand
The further out to sea I drift,
the more I miss the land
The stormier the days repeat,
my soul to chase the sun
The rules I once thought hard and fast,
denounced and on the run
The more I think, the less I feel,
my spirit inexcused
The hours spent off from myself,
those times I stay confused
As days drift into sleepless nights,
the moon to haunt my dreams
Where wishes live to hope again
—if I can just believe
(Villanova University: June,2019)
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I would like to translate this poem
The more I think, the less I feel, my spirit inexcused The hours spent off from myself, those times I stay confused......nice poetic expression with nice theme. Beautiful poem. TFS.