Following trails into the future, not having a clue what
will happen, just going ahead and living life to it's
fullest.
Grasping the light while we can, hiding in the darkness
at times when it disappears, our lives can never be per-
fect for we are imperfect beings.
Doing our best, figuring ways to do something is all we
can do and still have things we need during our stay on
this temporary earth.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem