Nature has
Nicely described
Everything here
That I understood.
And all are wonderful,
All are truth.
But truth is not there
In nature as it
Changes its colours.
I have no friends
And I make no friendship
For the reasons of
Insurmountable intricacies.
Life is all pure,
Nothing is a vice, I am sure.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'I have no friends....And I make no friendship'. I like it. A panacea for all our ills. Thanks.