Unperishable truth
is not far from you.
It is very near you.
How close are you
to your own self,
truth is still closer to you.
But still the truth evades
and goes away from you.
For a thinking mind,
this loss is very real.
The truth shall become
your own experience.
Unless it becomes your experience
it will remain as a legend,
a story, a philosophical concept.
(From mystical thoughts)
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem