Everything Came to existence for a reason
To serve a purpose
To fulfill a role in the scheme of life
Even the tiniest ant that crawls in the ground
Or the fallen leaf that goes back to the earth
Life flows in a cycle and everything in life has a value
Nothing is wasted or lost
Things just changed from one form to another
But their value is not the same
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Excellent poem! Loved it!