I was walking
In the early morning
With an easy mind,
After a while
I saw an insignificant thing
On the way,
I avoided it immediately
And began to walk as usual,
Thereafter I walked
For a long time,
But saw nothing at all,
Then I lamented and asked myself,
"Why had I ignored the unimportant thing in the early morning?
At least that was something for me; "
In fact then I began to believe
The trivial thing that I had seen earlier as the most
Important thing of my journey,
But it was too late.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
take care virus is still lurking no morning walking Is quarantine over friend then ur lucky