Some things in this life we so cherish
Are nothing but illusions of what we perceive.
Love, happiness, and truth are but fickle apparitions.
Sometimes it is for the best because our ignorance is what makes life worth living.
The real test is not what you know but what you do with your knowledge.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Food for thought. Thank you :)