Stare at the blank page
Seems like there is nothing in my head
But deep inside in my heart
There is the feeling of worry
Worry about the future worry about the present
Then, I am asking my self
What are the things that you worried for?
Isn't god has created your life story?
Isn't he know what is the best for you?
What you have to do is appreciate the opportunities
That he has given to you to live in this world
I'm asking myself again did I really appreciate my life?
Did I know how to live with it to the fullest?
Then the silence conquer my self
Let it give me the time to ponder upon it
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem