How little we are,
How little we know,
How little our world! !
No relief,
But pain everywhere.
Nothing to do with
Hogwash or soap wash.
We are the sufferer,
Physically and mentally.
What life,
What living,
With so many highlights!
Still, everything works
To release the fragrance.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
each one is here to release the fragrance.