Okay, this isn’t gonna be a deep philosophical analysis of the problem but the very first poem I wrote in English 🙂
Take heart, hopeless wanderer!
Before your eyes are so many wonders.
You’ve been living like a worthless worm for all these years
But you shall die like a god when everything is made clear.
The feeling of your breath through your nostrils can only be a divine gift
The atoms dancing around in your head could never bring about your bliss.
You cannot know if the world you’ve been so assiduously studying is real.
But there can be no such doubt about the pain of your heart you constantly feel.
So are you an obsolete machine that will trail off into nothingness?
Or are you an amnesiac angel that shall at last experience fullness?
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