to live
you must learn what is
every day,
which is nothing
but a day and
another day,
there is nothing
special,
it is just the closing
and opening,
the darkness
and
light,
we learn something
new
and a little old of
living
just this moment
this moment
and nothing
more.
this is it how to
live,
do not spread
that much
try
settling a bit.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem