at the end
you must accept
you can do nothing about it,
you sit for a while on the grass
looking for solutions
you gaze at the trees
and the river trying to figure out
the meaning of its song
you do no miss
figuring the sound of the
stones
and then you finally look up
the sky
and find God there
Relieved
Now, He takes charge and then
your heart begins to sing
the new song
of Hope.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem