Elevate your ears
And listen to the voice
What have you gained?
What have you lost?
Tap into your consciousness
And listen again
Is it the same
On fire,
Or out of flame?
Do you want to leave,
Or still hold on the old belief?
It is strange
Is it?
Do you see any change?
Check it out and see for yourself.
If you ain't growing, you are dying.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
In between growing and dying there is maturing which isn't mentioned in your poem so then one can grow and mature before dying which is generally the case for just about one and all. BTW what do you mean by the line - Or still hold on the old belief?