All that is visible
Speaks something hidden beyond
The word leads its listeners
To the feelings hidden in silence
What is is not what really 'is'
Though both the seed and the tree
Constitute the whole
The fragrance of the flower
is not the flower
The taste of the fruit
is not the fruit itself
Essence always remains hidden
Beyond expression
It is not to leave a thing
And to reach another
But it is to be hold in totality
Both the ends at your reach.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem