One, two,
Three, four...
This way he counted
Throughout his life
And amassed a lot of wealth,
But he had never counted
His most valuable treasure...his divine talent,
Which remained confined in his inner realm,
When he realised this, he lamented,
But it was too late.
A wonderful poem with a great message. Divine talent is the greatest treasure of all. A treasure that cannot be taken away from us. We must harness and use it in accordance with the purpose it is intended.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The poem reflects creed of the present time, wherein the material greed is greatest.