I AM NOT A POET

I am not a poet in poetry survey,

I am in dispute, for writing poetry,

From the avenues of life to center of thought,

I am common of commons on receiving solitude,

As I have nothing to offer -

I cannot offer charms,

I cannot offer dreams,

I cannot offer social justice or support,

I cannot bring hope in my words,

I cannot make resonance in word-rhythm,

I cannot make sweet music on prosody,

I cannot move one in enjoyment, in sense of love,

I cannot make a journey as a little jewel,

That holds the tameness for reading my poem,

Yet I write to hold my acquaintance

With the world that is divine on its love

For what exists on its surface as object,

And I want to learn from every object,

I want to cheer existence of all objects here,

And I want to find my way to word in word,

Those are new to me, and I do not hear earlier,

As everything on this earth

Supremely exists, even in loneliness.