From depths of my heart I love full moon
Wait like a ghost for clouds to split soon.
So magnificent yet with grey patches on it
Nothing in Nature is spotless to the hilt.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Indeed, nothing in life is ever spotless...everything has shades of character and one just has to take things the way they are...love them, hate them, accept them...it's your wish...