Translation

There is no understanding.
Saying out loud what you think
Is like translating
A poem.
Something inexplicable is lost.
Yet it’s not a limitation accepted.
Instead
Carry On,
As if the rules are understood.
And so a life unfolds,
No-one understanding
Its momentum, direction or speed;
That from which it is made,
Nurtured and grown.
Not even you,
Who carry it.

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