born from a spring
from mother earth's womb
an adventurous child hood and teen
in a waterfall
in that whole lot a few drops will
perish or stagnate
a romantic trip in its youth
as a stream or river
a murmur of joy all the way
a few drops join in from
a different origin rain
in spite of different origins
a perfect blend of water the river becomes
the flowing river seems to ask me
' oh wise man can you say which dropp in me
came from rain...and
which from drain'
'you..your origins you uphold
we our origins we withhold
you..your origins you fight for
we our origins we surrender '
though damned in silence for a while...and
made use of by human
once into the sea..all these drops of water
sing the lord song of waves in unison
got to talk to a dropp of water.....
'who are you...where are you from'...i ask
'me...well i am all...am not just a drop'
the dropp swung back at me....the tiny sun in it
seemed to me like an eye
'see...don't you see you in me
see..don't you see the sun as my eye
that's me i am all...not just a dropp as you see'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem