On This Earth There Is That Which

I Believe In The Power Of Poetry, Which Gives Me Reasons To Look Ahead And Identify A Glint Of Light.

My Homeland Is Not A Suitcase, And I Am No Traveller

And You Became Like Coffee, In The Deliciousness, And The Bitterness, And The Addiction.

I've Built My Homeland, I've Even Founded My State - In My Language.

The Poem Is Neither Here Nor There, And With A Girl's Breast It Can Illuminate The Nights. With The Glow Of An Apple It Fills Two Bodies With Light And With A Gardenia's Breath It Can Revive A Homeland!