Pain is in embraces
which are destined
to become memories.
Pain is inherent in success
which carries within
the seeds of failure.
Pain is in the march of days
both dark and bright
which vanish beyond recall
leaving only
haunted whispers.
There is no way for any of us to escape the emotional or physical pain of living.
With care and philosophy, we may be able to minimize these effects, but the fact that we are human exposes all of us to the unpredictability of life
Because of this, we must try to learn skills to make the difficult times less painful and which will help us to survive those inevitable dark days with our strength still intact.
Understanding that we share with all other human beings a common vulnerability can reassure us that we have not been personally singled out for painful events, but that it is just the universal result of being human.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem