Look, Mama Aaeeshanee
Here is Maya Angelou
Here is her world
Of love, of nature, of poetry.
I know not what type of
Beautiful this world is
Though I myself in this world
Since long, Aaeeshanee.
Searching is a common phenomenon here
And I am searching and searching
And what I am searching
Ask me not Aaeeshanee
Layer to layer, I find here
The love that is in.
I realized, my dear Mama
And I know this world is
Not within our reach
Not within the jurisdiction
Of our imagination
And I find you in between.
That is the wonder, my dear
That is the wonder.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem