I like the marks Time's made on my body and my face
They talk about a journey and not about a race
Some things I learned quite quickly
Other things came slow
Some remain a mystery
Others I'll come to know
They've been the places I have been
And done the things that I have done
And when the story's all been written
I pray that it is Wisdom I have won
Because no other prize shinea brighter
In the Moonlight or the Sun
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very good poem, but I'd like to give a little constructive criticism - I feel the ending is not as conclusive as you intended. But I really enjoyed the simplicity of the thought. Thanks for sharing