A powerful force of Nature
Binds every of her creature
Which was neither known
In the past nor be in future
The secret of love or hate
We often leave on our fate
When we in spite of efforts
Can not a perfection create
If we go to nature with love
And affection that we have
We can find replies to all our
Inner call from heaven above
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem