The man loved the sky so much, he wanted to study astronomy.
The mind floated on the eternal horizon, the stars, the moon, the galaxy...
Yet he could never embrace the sky.
The man loved the river so much,
He was drowning in the river.
Man is a born lover, only knows how to love.
He loves nature, he loves animals, people, books, music, theater, trains, festivals...
The lovely man runs a stationery shop from morning till night.
Whose name is 'love'.
Sandip Goswami, India
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Happy is the man, or woman, who is in control of their own destiny.