When Poem by cosheila bihag

don't you ever see the flower from the pot,
standing beautifully and moving gracefully,
and thanking the gardener in everyday,
for planting in the right place and watering when there's no rain is coming yet?

how could you notice if you never even see the simple place,
and appreciate even in simple thing,
and never even see the people passing by and say to them hi,
because you are busy doing anything and going everywhere?

don't you ever realize,
simple is beautiful,
like the words are using in the poem,
though simple, but can enlighten the intricate brain of people?

how bless that you are here,
experiencing the wondrous creation from above,
that made by love from God,
just for you, that is special from His heart.

when do you appreciate the gifts around you,
if they are gone from your vision,
when do you care the gifts around you,
if they are gone from your hands?

don't hesitate to make an action in this early times,
because when one thing is gone,
there is possible that the one is never coming back,
and if one exists, another life's story starts.