The start of it all began when the sun stopped rising,
Stars stopped lighting,
Rain stopped pouring,
And flowers stopped blooming.
A trail was left for a path to be followed,
Near a stream, listening to the breeze and feeling all the presence of silence.
God, you are amazing.
Let alone the predicaments, life is beautiful,
Let alone dreams shattered, life is a gift,
Just a little glimpse of hope carries a smile with it.
We live,
Though death is inevitable, but we hold on to live,
Because life's best experienced living.
We have to keep fighting because that's how we know we are alive.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem