We regard something as 'It is ugly.'
Because our minds believes another thing is a beauty
We regard one job as an easy one
Because difficult ones we previously had done
We know what is bright sunlight
Because we have witnessed a dark starry night
Many of these extremes I can examplify
For full of opposites the world supplies
From one extremes to another the opposites move
In a circular fashion they really do.
(In honor of Lao Tzu, Father of Taoism)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem