Pain is what spurs us to seek joy.
Joy is what spurs us to seek pain.
To see either as lasting is simple misery.
Peace comes from walking forward anyway.
Allowing what exists to exist.
This is Truth.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A wonderful way of putting it.It's all so true. 'For we are born in other's pain and perish in our own' (Francis Thomson) .