How you dare
To asked about
My mother?
Look, no word
Is here.
See me, I am a
Fragment of
My mother, with
Love and devotion
And renunciation.
Can you say
Where is not
My mother?
If you so like
You may go
On searching.
Listen, before
Going on any search,
See yourself first,
And find within you.
What do you see
That is not my question
And that is not the last.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like this one Gaji, perhaps because I'm already there.