Cycle himself for years
Concord of all desired
All elegant, And passionate
Shared in an aquatic way
Next to him was so suffering
He work hard for daily life
Sure to spend today
Not in the prospect of tomorrow
Next to him devoted to god
Recite mantras, and sat around
Lived with what get as offering
No concern on change of time
Next one center for service
Service the motto of his life and will
Never expect anything back
Arrogant to live for others
First a life of rich, self centered
Second a life of poor, for family
Third life of saint, in search of unknown
Fourth a sacrifice, mighty hands
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I would like to translate this poem
quite obscure.....................nice.