BLINKING AN EYE
We came from sky and we will be back to the sky;
Loved ones are there and we are waiting to die.
We have to believe that earth, air, fire, water;
For all ingredients, the sky is the manufacturer.
Life is the proven illusion, very temporary;
It is like the time of blinking an eye.
Perhaps, we are dreaming and this life is very untrue really;
Now we see and now we don't see extremely quickly!
We sure got the training to be obsessed with life emotionally;
We should be always prepared for expiration, permenantly!
By Chan Mongol
January 15 of 2023
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem