I am going to write, and
I am writing a different
Kind of poetry for you.
I am showing you a pigeon,
And request you to realize
Life within that bird here.
I am taking to the mountains,
To the ocean, to the open field
To show you the creatures there.
I am requesting you to tell
Something that are within you
And how far you are living there
Seamlessly with others in spite of
So many differences in life-thread.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem