Sky flower
Sky flower
Where are you, my dear
I am going to you
With so many ideas
Within me
On my own foot
And it is true
I can't see you
Here or there
Without seeing
Myself first
I am utilizing my
Own intelligence
Regulating my own speech
Mind and vital force
Where are you my dear
I am going to establish
My own existence with you
See me in this open sky.
Sky is as divine as flower and to explore in limitless sky is divinely an experience so rare...........brilliant as usual.... Gajananji...........
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice poem, Sir Mishra, a romantic expressions...