There's nothing new here anymore, the narrow path cannot accommodate vanity and pleasure seekers. The rich also cry and lament with sorrowful songs, there's no turning back in the vanity race oflife.
What will be will be if God say so, pray and fast like ancient prophet of the Jew; focus on the blessings and grace ofGod in your life today and avoid the pit of sorrow and fear of tomorrow.
Ask and it shall be giving unto you, knock and the door to the sanctuary of the most high will be open; no more tears except the tears of joy. Let love and peace be your trademark, walk with the wise and sorrow will never occupy your soul.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem