What's written in the stars depends
On how and why the stars are read.
You each start life and then life ends.
Do you know love before you're dead?
You don't need read the stars above
To learn what's important in life,
To learn that life should be all love,
No matter if in joy or strife.
None of you ever truly learn
To live all love all of the time.
Each of you with hate has a turn,
No matter no reason nor rhyme.
Do you find love, does love find you?
It matters just that love you do.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem