I know you live by habit,
Habit is nothing but living.
Habit itself is not good,
Say never I am living.
Never fall in to days, months
Years as they are not yours.
Go to the river edge and
Observe what the earth is telling.
Neither water not air
Is your enemy
But it is you who knows not
What to do, when and how.
See the bird there, thanks God,
It is still fine and fair.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Living is just a habit, try to go far from it..