So many ways to tread,
So many variations of truth,
So many divisions of beliefs -
Which one to take, which one to avoid,
I am lost in an endless paradox!
Death cuts the thread of life,
What lies on the other side of it,
We don't know;
Life here and the life hereafter-
One is known and the other is imagined,
But I want to know the absolute truth -
Who can teach me?
Our beliefs clash with each other,
So do our vision of the other world,
No one has seen the other side of the coin,
And everyone has his own version of the story.
How fine it could be
If I could see beyond the unseen,
If the mystery of life is unfold before me
As easy as a nursary-level story book.
So many ways to tread,
So many variations of truth,
So many divisions of beliefs -
Which one to take, which one to avoid,
I am lost in an endless paradox!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What is the truth? ? ? ? ? ?