Music taking this mind so gently, being aware of many
thoughts soaring towards heaven.
Rising always out of sight, no one knowing about their
destinations through ages of music and its rhythms.
Sailing, going further out to sea, loving the immense
difference it creates in this mere poet's mind and soul.
Prayerlike and captivating intellect in the prose being
written constantly.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem