Looks no matter,
Whether it is innocent
Or it is smart.
It is the activity
That matters.
It is not the evolution
But the concluding spirit.
The discussion is
About nothing but love.
Let the love be refined
And let it go with truth.
Truth is no different from
Our own lives and we have to
recognize it with appendix.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem