We expect the known expected unexpected, expected. We know so, much and know so, little. So, fine and well is our days. We fancy the canny and worldly. Sometimes the very different are the very same thing. Nothing defines us except what we believe most. The deepest part of the water is no more shallower than the top of the water. Theres always more to add to this so, you think of some.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Expectations -] Failures = Sadness..... No expectations -] still results = Joyful thanks to God : -)