Surrendering self to the incessant demands of this life,
moving forward in spite of them, knowing that hesitating
or dwelling on them will cause negative feelings and moods.
Feeling very fortunate to have an intense faith and lively
hope, setting aside all of the bad things, dwelling instead
on the good in life.
Positive memories and thoughts are pleasant, what is the
good in thinking of loss, grief, unpleasant things, for
they have all been experienced and felt once already.
They should all be remembered, yes, but not dwelled upon
in life, for if this happens, what kind of life will you
have, what example will you give your children and others?
One that reflects God and His goodness, being positive, or
satan and his evil, a negative attitude towards everything,
the choice is ours in the end, which one will you choose?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem