Dear friends, forget me.
Forget my poems.
Forget - I am a
Living entity.
But dear friends,
Forget, not the truth.
Truth is - you are
Not here to die.
Dear friends, go on
And go on fearlessly.
Remember, friends,
Nothing to fear.
You are your own literature,
My dear friends, you are nature.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Quite haunting and lyrical. Yes, we are not here to die. We live on forever in our written words.