O you humans
What are you doing with your life?
You've refused to live while you can
Death overshadows you all
But yet you act as though you've got a thousand lives

O you man
Why are you so eager to change things beyond your control?
You don't see the fowl living in agony over losing her chicks to the hawk
Why then do you prefer to worry
Wait in patience, not in delay and do not hurry

O you living child
Only if you could remember how to live
How you can feel and let go of emotions
But yet do not carry it over to tomorrow
How you can be sad and yet not drown yourself in sorrows
How everything is possible with your imagination
Why did you let aging blind you from seeing the simplicity in life?