As I walk along the lonesome path
In search of the wisdom
Away from the books and literature
To a faraway land
I saw people live in peace and tranquility
only grieve they have was "Death"
and they cursed the open mouth of the earth.
which swallowed everything that walked
and howled on it, otherwise the place looked peaceful
no this cannot be the place for wisdom, I realized
And I moved towards mountains and valleys
Where many challenges dwelled
Can the wisdom be found here?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I came to read this one after the Part 5 and this one is equally brilliant.