There was everything,
But he couldn't see anything,
Because he was a new comer
In the great sphere,
Then slowly but surely
A little shadow
Said to him in his vision,
'Recognise me,
Though I am meaningless,
Still I am everything,
I am completely insignificant
In this great arena,
Still I am very precious
With my immaculate stature.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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