My Creator! You are the one who makes the mountains walk.
On the path of happiness we look for, when will you let us walk?
My Creator! You are the one who shifts the dark into light?
Will we ever wake up, in our hearts with no fright?
My Creator! You are the one who hears the voice of a tiny ant?
We need a soothing breath, please give it to us as a grant.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem