Resetting priorities throughout life is necessary,
yet at times we are stressed and suffering for some
reason or another.
Life being complicated by turmoil that seems to happen
incessantly, no matter how we try to stay calm and
relax.
Attempting to keep ourselves aright, we at times slide
dismally into periods of nothing, unable to achieve
anything.
Finally grasping hold of ourselves, we set our beings
straight and move forward at last.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem