In some way or other
We all suffering here
as we know in suffering
only we can reach the truth
and the truth is in love.
In some way or other
we are in love
and we wear white clothes,
but around us we witness
all falsehood.
To establish truth
it is not necessary to
take the help of falsehood
and it is true.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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