So many minds
treading the land,
So many leaves
dance the sky,
So many ripples
in the blue sand,
So many flames
born and die.
Many chirps
kill the silence,
Many storms
run on the leaves,
My soul sought
a peaceful haven,
In the untrespassed
serenity of peace.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A lovely poem Niharica. The flow is wonderful.