Following trails through deserts, forests, and mountains
throughout life, searching for answers that make sense.
Reacting instantaneously, either accepting or rejecting
each thought, suggestion or opinions of others.
Minds knowing the difference between lies, illusions, and
the truth, sensing it within our souls.
Realizing that it can only be this one true way, no other,
staking a claim, although it's temporary.
Trying to rise above the excesses of this life and live it
simply without too much trouble or sorrow.
Alas, that is never the way life is played out in the end,
because of death always standing ready to take the ones we
love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem