Mind jumps from one trouble to another;
Moments ago I was worried about something
But when the time comes, and problem disappears:
Instead of rejoicing about it, and celebrate it,
Mind has already jumped to another worry,
It does not matter big, small or mid-way,
And, starts frenzying ahead to see whether
Now this worry will also go or be realized.
Whether the fear turns out to be true or happens not,
The monkey is not bothered but creates the next to chew.
When will he sit still, meditate, watch the world go by, see,
The cool stream flow beside the green hill below the blue sky?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Life is just full of problems many we make ourselves