Full of rough pebbles,
and pits.
How can I come across?
my heart beats.
Night passes
and day comes
evening embroiders
it with cool helm.
Still
I feel
how to be one
with night.
I think
I shrink
I fight
for that night.
The tree calls
the leaf calls
the canopy of
the sky calls.....
But,
I can't
be away
from root.
Heart, can you
forgive me?
If I can't choose
my road,
will you
still love me?
Yes, all will forgive you, especially the poem is written very well..loved reading it, Neela..
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I would like to translate this poem
Forgiveness a kind of worship who is not doing why to hurt self by hurting other