See, who is there
In front of you.
Is it not the truth!
Who is the guest?
Is it earthquake!
I see nothing is there
Inside the earth.
But I see the path.
I see that has value
In dreams and in reality.
But here my shadow
Acting as my guide.
And here I am the earth
With landslide.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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