My daughter writes,
'Be in this world as a stranger
or as a traveler
passing along his way.'
I don't agree,
be in this word as a lover of the world,
and the creatures that live on the earth,
keep yourself standing on the soil
or fighting the tides of a violent ocean,
the frozen snow of the high peaks,
fly in the mighty winds that can shake anything
talk with the stars that twinkle
and look too tiny.
Stretch your hands towards the skies,
like a night bird that flies,
in the milky moonlight,
hoping to hug the moon so bright,
and when you arrive at the moon,
hope to walk on the Milky Way,
and continue your journey
in the endless space,
sharing a pleasant journey
with the rest of the world,
hope to find an alien during the trip,
think how to communicate with him,
improve the skills of your eyes and hands,
that speak an universal language.
Why to be a stranger in this world,
Why don't to travel with others
Like smiling and pleasing co-travelers,
why don't you make the whole humanity your friends,
I am sure that's what your God Intends.
A wonderful poem with a beautiful message to daughter. Yes, this world is beautiful only if we live in it. Nature is bountiful to fill our heart with love. I liked the way you wrote the poem. Loved reading it.
Love is the answer to all the problems of the world and to see the beauty in simple everyday life is to live and breathe in the wonder that is life. To feel the love of family and friends and to appreciate it, to see sadness in a stranger's eyes and to care, to feel the joy of falling in love, to cherish our children, to be open to different religions and cultures is just like a flower opening up to the sun we will bloom too! An outstanding write and a beautiful gift to your daughter!
A beautiful message from you. Yes, we should try to become a part of this lovely universe. Great thoughts expressed in an enchanting manner. Thanks.10
excellent message (advice) ...well done sir..and Thanks for sharing...
It is easy to become disenfranchised with the world as it exists. Inequality, violence, selfishness, hatred, greed, war and oppression are rife. All the more reason to take the woefully short time we have to live, and live it as you described.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A beautiful message, development of human civilization and progress stops when one becomes a pessimist.