Living in the world is a difficult prospect, especially
with all the people in it, a plethora of personalities
and attitudes, not to mention stereotypes and personal
opinions being held to.
Walking along, taking everything in stride, creating
pathways of my own to get along with everyone I meet,
living a life of forgiveness at length, because of
being human.
Others will always have ways of hurting feelings in
some way, instant forgiveness gives hope in tomorrow,
without carrying the ugliness that rears it's head from
time to time.
Sliding down pathways created, enjoying peace that an
interior life has continually given throughout it all,
writing and filling life with a beauty of innate creative-
ity.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem