The bird in my bodily cage
Will surely fly away someday
It will not again show up and
Left lifeless my body will lay
For me streams will not flow
The wind will no more sing
With prayers and worships to
The gone bird no one can bring
They say this bird will return
And make a new body its nest
The old one will have to be laid
In a hole to take its eternal rest
Yes dear poet you are absolutely correct. A beautiful poem. Top score.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An intriguing meditation on reincarnation. Love the metaphor, Anil.