We’ve hit a dead end
We’ve got a problem in our search for the meaning
Of the inner “self”
Of all the sentient beings:
But, just like always,
There are thoughts that seem so crazy,
As if everything around us
Was just a meaningless bunch of substances.
And we are going to the other extreme:
If everyone in the world sees everything in the same colors,
Then it seems that it’s so easy to find the life’s path for all at once
In the shine of their happy eyes!
We
Will draw our world in such a way that
All
The people will love and perceive each other as a continuation of self
There,
The whole world will become a single organism
There
Will be no place for evil, envy and cynicism.
And what about life?
It’s following its own rules
Putting things on practice is wiser
Than arguing about the abstract ideas
And love will always be
Just a means of achieving happiness
And happiness can be achieved
In hundreds of different ways!
The change of formations, epochs and ideas
Has paved us hundreds of ways but, just like before,
In the life of every person, most people are always
Just decorations of the daily routines!
We
Are not meant to build our world in such a way that
All
The people will love and perceive each other as a continuation of self
But
I’m not going to cry about it:
We
Are following the natural path!
Even though, the door to the past is already closed,
And there will be no turn back, believe me!
Maybe, now it’s time for us to risk
And try to find the path we have drawn?
I’m
Washing my hands here!