I moved hand in air
To feel fair
About nature
And make sure
How far can I hold the wind?
Or at all I can find
It was fool's talk
I silently walked
Yes human being tries in vain
When nothing remains
Within his reach
Then desperately he tries to preach
Se we say "keep feet on ground"
Firmly place and move around
The destiny may be found
This logic seems sound
Not everybody thinks same way
As it is not difficult in any way
People want it to happen
In simple way and often
You have to struggle hard
And look forward
Ups and down may deter sometimes
But alter all it is no easy times
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I moved hand in air To feel fair About nature And make sure