Life seems sometimes
Like nothing more than series of lost from the beginning to the end.
However,
How do we respond to those loses?
What you make of is what is left,
Is what makes it all difference for you.
You can choose to sit perpetually in sadness,
Or you can choose to rise from your pain
And treasure the most precious you have
Which is LIFE itself.
The choice you make
between this two extremes
Will change everything for you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem