All our lives we yearn to earn much for ourselves;
We run away from ruin for a touch of the rain.
We stumble, yet keep running up on our feet;
We lose much love and learn more lessons.
In and out of all these we learn to find faith;
Faith in ourselves and in life,
That we are capable of loving and being loved.
That we are still glamorous and beautiful.
That we are what we want to be.
That in the eyes of the world is what we put before them.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice poetic imagination, Batung. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks