Let me search where you are.
Let me see what is there.
Let me call the bird.
I know the bird is flying away
towards the sky and
I know I am the sky.
I am not the bird,
the bird is within me though.
I am calling the bird
with my own words.
And the words are
cheating me,
I am being cheated every time
only by me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The truth of life is clear here. It's a nice poem.