ye ek muddah - theme - hai jis main tum paDay ho
ye har badalti cheeze main main chalta hai
logon ksamaj nahin aata tum kya kar rahey ho
unko tum apna muddah samjhaatay ho
lakin unki samah main nahin aata.
agar tum is pe chatay rahey
to kabhi apna raasta na bhoolo gay.
AaftaiN aati hain, log zakhmi hotay haiN
ya mar jaatay haiN, aur tum dukhi hotay ho,
bhooDay ho jaatay ho.
kuch bhi tum kar lo, waqt ko roak na pattay ho.
Tum apnay mudday - theme - pe lagay rehtay ho.
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The Way It Is
William Stafford
There's a thread you follow. It goes among
things that change. But it doesn't change.
People wonder about what you are pursuing.
You have to explain about the thread.
But it is hard for others to see.
While you hold it you can't get lost.
Tragedies happen; people get hurt
or die; and you suffer and get old.
Nothing you do can stop time's unfolding.
You don't ever let go of the thread.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem