Wandering like the lonely cloud
a vagabond of the sky lane
having mega electricity
and ocean of rain drops
in my womb
When the electricity sparks
the rain dropp discharge
dropp on the earth to fertile the land
to meet up the thirst of oceans and rivers
and all creatures
And then the people of the earth
sing my song
after my long journey full of sufferings
like the people on the earth
struggle to meet the goal of life
Even for some good contribution
each has to take pain
or to be irons in the fire
or to act like an iron hand in velvet glove
or to give up the entire satisfaction
Even Jesus, the Savior, had
to give up his life, for good deeds
this is the law of nature
you have to surpass a lot of sufferings
even if you desire to do for others.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I love this superb write with suffering comes a release of the pain then we can feel the joy of giving, beautiful imagery and very inspired lines!