We Can Trace. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

Imagine the true spirit of life
Where it lies
Not always in ways of journeys
That traveled by us in years
In centuries, where wars fought
Or woods, and trees cut and removed
Or in the wounded hearts of poor soldiers
The warring factions for a highhandedness
In subjugation, the helpless humans
Where we can trace out the roots
Through pages of philosophical texts
The good sayings of philosophers
That always difficult to find in remains
Of historical remains protected in
The wisest men who taught us to live
And love and allow to live others
In perfect journeys that entitled
Imagine the true spirit of life
Where it lies, together we can trace.