HOW GOOD TO BE ALIVE
I love this park
Its quiet its green
I sit on a bench
Where a friend once often sat
He no longer feels
The Beauty of this place
I am here
For a while more also
The Breeze the Quiet
The Beauty the Coolness
The Light The Happiness
I must enjoy it
As much as I can now
Deeply breathe in
What the fresh wind
Now tells me-
How good to be alive.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Glory to be GOD.....Omani potent, Omani present beautiful