Let’s have the beautiful things and be merry in our hearts
But not letting our hearts be tight to them
Let our eyes see them day in day out, everywhere and marvel
Not because we own them but just because they are there to be seen and admired
Let’s dig our hearts for happiness not the mines which are full of dust and poison
With deep and long shafts which hollowed our hearts, empty of blood
Because we love them gold to bits, them exotic cars and mansions
Except drawing happiness from without
NNkuna, June 2013
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem