Life is not some faint whisper
Some desperate dream
Some lonely wonderer
A Life pristine
Life is not some horse hero
A brilliant daring sword
A clash of victors
Or a bell to be heard
Life is not some poetic puzzle
A thought outside the box
The ironic ending expecting
A quiet lake and skipping rock
Life is no yin and yang
Or light vs dark
A battle of good an evil
Or an adventurer hitting the mark
Life is some cascade of marbles
Filled within a jar
And tossed about the floor
With brilliance spreading far
Life is some faint notion
That tomorrow is not the same
Life is that beat within your soul
That hope you may obtain
Life is that imagination you began with
When you learned what a dream becomes
When you sought to grasp the truth
That you are more than that of just one
Life is a collection of voices
An archive of memories
What it represents for you
Will always be seen differently through me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem