When you are standing,
Feet on earth's surface,
The height of the skies,
Remain in your thinking,
When you are in silence,
When you are in meditation,
When you are in real love,
When the words are pure,
We will blossom, become sweet,
All the inner pollens will grow,
Radiating the soul, it will show.
Everything is relative in this world- in physical terms or otherwise in subjective terms which define our familial or social bonding. This poem deals with it quite sensibly and reasonably. Thanks a lot.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
We are trying to establish co-relation between the self and surroundings. Nice poem 5*