Have you ever felt at times, everything
you do goes wrong? Then at other
times, it moves smoothly along. What
makes the difference, I'd like to know?
Who decides, which way it should go?
When it's an up day, no matter what
you do, everything you touch, is right
there for you. Then there's those days,
when all is not good. Why it's this way,
I've never understood. Who does make
these changes? Who lets' them be?
Is there an invisible force, that surrounds
me? Whatever it is, I'm certain I'll not
know. My only guess is...that's the way,
it's supposed to go!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem