I've been to myself
entered its deeper recesses
and there
i find someone whom i know
is living in peace
and so today let me write about
a peaceful pond
no ripple disturbs it
it reflects the face of the sky
it is listening to the serene song
of inner peace
and so the bleeding stops
like a journey which has found
its home
is this heart resting
upon the sofa
of cleanliness
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem