Like you I emerged from just a trifle,
from the sound of spring melody—
yours, tuneful brother, your interlocutor,
your secret and unrevealed twin.
It is joy and pain for us to be together
as our odd lives are clowning around
sharply and flatly,
I am listening to your breathing
and it is becoming mine automatically.
Why are we here?
What commiseration are we looking for?
A piece of warmth amidst the widespread coldness.

As an old friend, my poem will find you
in the very moment
when it is most needed.