When the water whirls and whirls again
And gurgling when it goes
down the drain,
Forming a funnel,
The clay terrain
Caked on the bathing
Pool that does remain,
Conjures in one's mind the excerpt,
Man you are
dust and to dust you shall return!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very powerful write- dust and to dust you shall return! thank u