Look at the sky when it's drifting into the mist of the dawn;
Smile at the tidy green grass lying on the arms of the lawn;
Feel the fresh air and you'll hear the cry of a baby newly-born;
Wait a bit, here comes the optimistic morn!
Then, have a look into yourself and you'll find the fuel to carry on.
Make a day with flowers where the night left its thorns;
Find a way to live when every selfish dream has long been gone;
Search every city street, you'll find an orphan cruelly alive all alone;
So believe that a proud river can be challenged by a single stubborn stone!
Then, my friend, have a look into yourself and you'll find the fuel to carry on..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
thanks a lot Yoonoos sir; hope to get your feedback on my other poems. Others who are/ will be reading my poems, please don't dither to share your opinions. I'll be grateful.