The one who has been cleansed and purified
Is like a washed dress now sans grime and dirt;
Yet it has been stained once again inside,
As the smudge of wrong shows no joy and mirth;
Because the cord used is not firmly tied,
The garment falls down on this dusty earth.
The strong and steadfast man will overcome
The world's enticement offered to his palm.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem