After a long march they mix in
Whenever Salt smiles white
Pepper show sullen face
Never were the two dettached within
Whenever the moon shine with sheen
The cloud show never its grace
Depart or Apart is the part of this part
In total the two cohere
In the central theme both are good
Both are near and dear.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem