I am a traveler in this forest of fire
I want to climb a hill full of thorns
And stones big and small.
I am with my happiness my wife my love my friends
That are like drop of water in the scorching heat
Of this forest-fire and the desert.
I know there is no benefit in transferring
From one forest to another, my dear
I want to go and take shelter of You, The Supreme Truth.
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