Everyone does it and everything does it,
During the day and the night, silent and quiet,
In the trees, on the trees and under the trees,
She does it, he does it and they do it,
Floating through the mountain it does it,
Rushing through river everything does it,
Piercing through the space radiates on the face,
From the hearts to the hearts in every cellular souls,
The world is still alive, arising up to the sky,
When the ordinary man on the street does it,
The presidents and the Prime Minister does it,
The academicians and the humble being does it,
Even the criminals may do it for a purpose,
The nuns and the priests do it unattached,
The beggars and the millionaire do it attached,
The birds and the animals do it; genetically coded,
When they wake up every morn to greet someone,
When you wake up after doing it to do it again,
The sacrifices you have made, transpire you to be a gem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
full of poetic sensibility with in depth meanings, thanks.