The beauty of life,
The troubles of life,
The challenges of life,
The good times, bad times,
Happy times, sad times,
All the issues of life,
Come playing in my mind as an adult.
Now my mind travels back to when I was a child,
I love to take a cold shower in the heat,
With my bucket filled to the brim,
I create my own stream,
A stream of laughter, happiness and peace,
With no worries to greet.
My life, so free with no secret,
Standing confidently on my feet,
Having my shower out in the street,
Feeling so happy as the water and my body meet,
Giving myself a wonderful treat,
With such indescribable joy,
My life was so complete.
As my mind returns from a trip to my childhood,
I now face reality.
Many issues of life generate so much heat,
But in all, I take a deep breath,
Facing them with the calmness and soothing relief of,
Having a cold shower in the heat.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem