There's weariness,
that clings tightly,
There's a sadness,
for having existed,
There's isolation,
in a forced silence.
Life is a spectrum,
of hatred and love,
Failure and success,
boredom and patience,
Weakness and strength,
indifference and faith.
You are benevolent to one,
But very cruel to another,
Could this be life's reality?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Life's reality is determined by the state of consciousness in which we view that life; the perspective we have on life is determined by being joyously aware or by being heavy and dragging consciousness like a chain. People mostly have good intentions and wish to be benevolent; yet actions are interpreted as cruel by the recipient from his/her own standpoint. Life's reality is determined by our own attitude and consciousness - and I hope today you focus on the positive aspects of life! Kind regards, Margaret.