Circle of petals
Hypnotizing eyes
Dancing by the wind
But...
Which part of flowers is important, to make it blooms beautifully?
Will the beauty fades when its gone?
The touch of soul
Awaken breath from body
We inhale and live
Days to years
But...
Which years of your age define your life?
Younger or later life?
Not that petal,
not that one year
It is not only one...
To make it beautiful
To see life is wonderful
But collectively they are...
If success greet, dont overjoy
If few bad things happen, dont conclude...
Till you end the journey, then you will agree
As whole, things are beautiful
Like petals array the colours
Become a flower
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I would like to translate this poem
Brilliant, Soul! Identity and awareness are like flowers and petals. There is no permanence. Things come and go quickly. The seasons bring change--revival and rest. Ask 'what defines your life' and the answer is likely to change as suddenly as petals and flowers come and go. Brilliant!