gajanan mishra (3rd April 19sixty / Tikapali, Patnagarh, Balangir, Odisha, India now at Tapobana, Titilagarh, Odisha, India)
O, Listen The Cuckoo
O, I am listening, the cuckoo
O, I am seeing, the rising sun
O, I am walking, on the green field.
O, my dear, this is the air
That is with me day and night
My life is to love, and not to fight.
Come to me, O my dear
Stay there, I am going to You
And You are here there everywhere.
Everybody and everything is here
Only for me, just to love me
And I am thankful, grateful to all.
How beautiful my life, my world!
My dear, You are providing me all
That are necessary for my survival.
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