I walk around
I watch the view
and wonder...
Life;
hard like a rock
sharp like a sword
yet soft
and smooth
like cotton
I stop walking
I stand still
and wonder...
Life;
grown up like a tree
flourished like a flower
yet scattered
and withered
like sand
I close my eyes
I calm my soul
and wonder...
Life;
like a coin
has two different sides:
good and bad
scary and pleasant
but unlike a coin
it is too precious
to be left in vain
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem