SUDDENLY I WAS HAPPY
Suddenly I was happy
I looked back and knew
I had done much with my life
When I leave the world
There will be a family
Still going on
There will still be Israel
There will be my books
And countless things I have written
There for the world
I will have written and remembered with love
Those I deeply cared about
I will have done something
Maybe even fair to say
‘More than most’
But when I leave the world
I will no longer be
And perhaps too no longer have
Any memory of all this
I will not be
Forever not be- perhaps
Unless God has decided otherwise
And why should I be happy about my own disappearance?
With all I have done
I still will not be
Probably- forever
Now why should I be happy about that?
I think of what Walt Whitman wrote Oh soul, we have positively appear'd - that is enough.
One day, We all won't be, And that is why, No one happy can be.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I had done much with my life .....A good one. We all have to leave this world and if we feel that we have done something we would definitely feel happy. Thanks