This world and I,
we live in
a map;
all else is given
names that were to learn alone
impossible,
but all known,
answers there for the asking;
no longer is the tasking
to search but now ever to find
what first by some other mind
thought perhaps some age ago
when it didn't matter,
so
it was another reason......
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
yeah very true otherwise how will history be learnt by our progeny? -10 anjali