Mind be controlled,
And be patient.
Nothing is lost,
Feel good
And stay always
In the open heart.
Resist yourself
From abusing, dear.
Forgive, if any wrong
You guess,
And avail
The fruits of goodness.
No one is there
As your rival.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nothing is lost and there is no need to worry. With patience mind is controlled. Fruits of goodness are received in mind. Amazing sharing is done here....10