Chaos in action
It is in the crowd
Below my window
In the street
To show
That when surged
Its wings are alive
Each in search of the other
In an effort
To unite
And then die
For
Death
Is the calm
Isn't it
The insightful peace
The eternal order derives
Through upheavals caused
That everyone wants
And passionately seeks
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I wish I had developed her kind of indifference Towards all pleasant things Towards all things I liked Her indifference is like the one the river has great poem. tony