Life throws stones, sometimes boulders
Finding ways, around, up and over
No fear, of Spirit no lack
Planning, timing, now react
With vision, laser penetrates
Its heat explodes, obliterates
Pure Will walks forward, no hesitation
For Happiness, I have made Reservations
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'Pure Will walks forward'...excellent line...you have made good reservations on life, Linda 10