When the ponds dry
Cranes find another pond but
The fish, which are unfortunate
Perish in the vastness
Life in its eternity
Of continuous rhythm
Leave impressions as history
Both of fish and cranes
What is unique to all-
is awkward in the other perspective
Special or ordinary
Make the track mesmerizing
Marooned in the isle
Of happiness and sorrows
Am I visible anywhere?
Hence made Almighty ultimately?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It is true that what is good for one is no good for another. Life in short is revealed nicely in this poem.