When the young pilgrim reaches there,
The gentle wind whispers,
'You are welcome......
In this great land,
Peace and serenity
Always prevails in this wonderful sphere, '
Then the pilgrim murmurs to himself,
'I am fortunate
To reach this beautiful land,
I must prove myself
True and perfect for this glorious world.'
Yes you are quite fortunate. You are indifferent and undisturbed. A lovely mind with a tender heart. I like your poetry. Go ahead!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
All are highly fortunate who live in peace and serenity dear Anjandev.Well done work really. My regards to u for sharing.