Bold is the eyes that views Life,
Strong is the mind that thinks Life
as life is dear, obviously dear to every one.
Just like air and water.
Bonded is life with love,
both not to be abandoned,
eyes to behold,
Hands too feel
I close my eyes and behold the Heavens,
As voilet like the Clouds,
As green as the field,
I behold the beauty of Life from the Heavens;
Oh so dear to our soul.
Live your dear life,
Fan your track to Life.
what a 'dear life to live'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
finely written............................