Is it really death?
What is that?
Death gives me
Extreme pleasure
As I think
It is the beginning
Of all at a time.
What is that?
Is it really taking birth?
And it is renunciation
It is attachment
In love in devotion
Love is giving everything
I try to maintain love at every morning and evening.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem