A sudden hindsight that comes to someone,
To stun with an insight that happens overnight...
With a clarity that enlightens those activities,
One then unconsciously in the past had done...
Can not be changed to make arrangements to undo.
We are 'watched' and on exhibit to visit until we leave.
And in review it is pointless to make excuses or refuse,
To acknowledge what has taken place.
We are here to enhance and take advantages to advance.
It is best to admit the making of mistakes.
Since maturing to accept and grow as lessons are learned,
Is a part of the art of life with obstacles presented with each turn.
And quilted to piece together on a vast animated canvas,
One which has been created by The Almighty's divine hands.
Who alone decides the time to evolve or dissolve its existence.
So original and exact it is to visit and appreciate as guests.
To copy or attempt to duplicate its magnificence to upset,
Or disrespect what is on exhibit brings to one unending conflicts.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem