After a long time
I visited the beautiful riverside,
Gentle breeze was blowing
And I was breathing with ease,
Every moment of it I was enjoying with glee.
My mind became fully engrossed in pure and pleasant feelings,
I could not know how long I spent my time with the divine breath of wind,
But finally I had to leave,
Then I sincerely felt the lovely breeze whispering to me,
"Dear friend!
When will thou again come to me? "
I answered it softly,
"Don't worry, I am always with thee."
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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