मैंने चीजों पर भरोसा किया है
काफी लंबे समय के लिए
कि मैं अब उन्हें खुद नहीं है
वे मेरे मालिक हैं
जब चीजें चली जाती हैं तो स्वतंत्रता आती है
मैं चीजों को बचाने की इच्छा कर सकता हूं,
हालात मुझे बचा नहीं पाएंगे
I have trusted the things
For a long time
That i do not own them anymore
They are my master
When things go away, freedom comes
I wish to save things,
Things will not save me
A very wise and beautiful poem…life is too short to turn it into a continue search for more (money, things, fame) I believe that the moment when we forget to enjoy the simple and immaterialist blessing of being alive is the moment when our hearts slowly die. Thank you this poem and for every article that touches my heart!
Claudia
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