In the night what do you see? The pretty sunset, the sky? No you see the stars. The stars that shine, that have been here since the beginning of time. The moon? It is there but does anyone ever see it? If you are awake then you will, but do you notice the sun? It's still there but it just disappears. Sometimes you can't see the light in the darkness, but it's always there. Never forget that. The moon, the sun, the stars, the rain, everything is there already you just have to pick which one you choose to see.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very well said, oozes with philosophy.