I heard the cry
in the jungle,
I tried to know
the reasons.
It is for attachment,
Life said to me.
Life is not mine,
and I know, it is
wrong to say
I am living.
I am not able to
see the right,
Only because of
perverse understanding.
I failed to realize
the truth here,
only for
sentient nature,
and I am untrained
I am the earth.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
earth has everything in stored,