Thanking the flower for the blessing, to be happy
Caring others’ pain ignoring my own, to be loving
Knowing the limits of my wisdom, to be wise
Admitting at times to fool myself, to be true
Hoping for tomorrow forgetting yesterday’s mistake, to be alive
Knowing what I am than what I will become, to be growing
Controlling myself not wishing to control others, to be ever free
Honoring others, to be honorable
Taking sweetly as I can give, to be generous
Knowing not how humble I am, to be humble
Taking others, as they are, to be thoughtful
Forgiving others for what I condemn in myself, to be merciful
Never wanting a mirror, to be beautiful
Not needing more than what I have, to be rich
I am at peace with who I am not, to be I what I am
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem