Enough of the god sick wonderment
Homesick madness
Find your peace and leave me mine
You’ll find yours all in good time
If an answer is what you seek
As you stand your ground
Then look to the sky
The clouds
The seas
And hills
The ants
The birds
The trees
And life
My friend,
The answer to life’s great mystery isn’t mysterious at all
Life is for the living
We are here to live
Not to die
So stop dying and start living
But before you do that, can you fetch us another couple of beers?
Cheers!
This poem is like a fresh breath or a pleasent sight or it is a rose fragnance and......... lovely piece 10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
the last line is the life of the poem. shan