A small statue of Nataraja Shiva,
You give me
And I shall go away
Archaeological, excavated and sculptural,
Lying hidden under the debris and ruins,
The rubble of older temples
The beauty of the museums you give me
And beholding that,
Keeping in hand I shall go away.
Om Namah Sivaya, Good write, May God bless all. Please read my poem 'Family members' and vote if you like.
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I would like to translate this poem
The beauty of the museums you give me And beholding that, Keeping in hand I shall go away.