Is human life a chance
To cut and polish
The rough diamond of our soul
So that it sparkles and shines
And radiates hope
To the less fortunate
To the sick and the diseased
To the poor and the oppressed
To the hungry and the deprived
And in the process
Transform ourselves
Slowly and silently
From the ordinary
Into the divine?
I interpret the question, at the end of your poem, as a reverse to the Beginning. For I believe, that each one of us is a diamond in itself, which does not need to be shaped, formed, cleaned. It is already Bright! (it is life, and its ways, and this pseudo-reality we are living in, or, taught to perceive it this way by years of different kinds of indoctrination) . A thought-provoking poem.
This poem is a thought as splendid as a diamond! (10)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thank you Mihaela for seeing the poem in a different perspective. However, I believe in the evolution of the soul. For e.g. Saint Mother Teresa evolved from the mundane and Saint (Rishi) Valmiki of the Hindu pantheon (who wrote the epic ' The Ramayana') was in his early life an armed robber.