How random is Life......
Like a gust of wind do people come,
sway us, whisper and move along.
Like a smattering of clouds that race across the skies,
do our desires run; everchanging, beautiful;
yet always beyond our reach.
Like a river on its course, gurgling and bubbling,
chatting with the banks and leaping over weirs...
with its silent 'cloops' and 'pops' till at last,
it quenches the thirst of the insatiable sea..
so will we meet our destiny.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem