And the fragrance of the sky
Will flow from the top of the
Hills down to the lap of the
Valleys
Sweeping across green fields,
And flowing river at the edge
Of the village and crowded
Alleys
And serene peace of the sky
Will flow from the clouds
To spread across towns and
Cities
Filling the hearts with love
Erasing hate, anger and pain
Spreading all around divine
Beauties
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
My dear poet, please tell me how? Is it possible if we garland a corrupted man? I don't think so...
But there is always a hope Sir. The tragedy is we support corrupt man to come to power again and again. My regards.