It is true that when some things in life are
Expected, we take for granted their
Goodness..
Our awaken mornings become an expectation,
Our consumption of convenience becomes
A privilege..
We take for granted our love ones
Love..
We take for granted our success and
Being..
And the more and more we are exposed to
The very things that keeps us whole
The more their
Essence become
Invisible..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem