I asked the wise hermit,
'What is the reason? '
He gently said to me,
'It's a wrong question, '
Then I asked him,
'How is it possible? '
Soon he answered me
With a smiling face,
'It's a wrong question again, '
Being frustrated,
I asked the sagacious hermit,
'What is the right question? '
This time the hermit said to me in a gruff voice,
'Don't feign,
You know it better than anyone else.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The Self seeking. Nice depiction