Reality is forming in corners of life, watching
us and how we react to it.
All of us have individual ways with dealing with
turmoil, strife, even joy and happiness.
That's what makes life so interesting, vibrant
and full of vigor and blessings.
What would we do if not able to do what we want
or desire, within limits of course.
Questions always being welcome in reality's realms
and imagination, giving different aspects to think
about when being bored.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem