I went to town yesterday,
And as I walked,
I saw,
Heard,
Felt
So many people all around me.
How odd,
That I'll never meet them again,
There they are, bustling with their business
Affairs.
Who are they to me but another?
Who am I to they, but a
Brother, tell me this:
The door is open, 'Which way will you go? '
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem