A conglomeration of experiences,
In varied hues and colours- it invades
Sometimes like flocks of birds of prey,
Tearing you to shreds and pieces;
Sometimes like a gentle dove,
Spreading peace and happiness in its wake.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
it may be different..view on life may be differ person to person in the view of Abraham Lincoln '' and in the end, its not the years in yours life that count its the life in your years'' Behold, how good and how pleasant it is for brethren to dwell together in unity! Author: Bible Source: Psalms (ch. CXXXIII, v.1)