WHEN I AM ALONE WITH MY POEM
When I am alone with my poem
Everything I see
Stars full moon darkness of sky
Everything
Becomes part of the poem
And the happiness-
It can be such a beautiful world
When one just looks at it in silence-
Oh blessed God
That still enables me to see
In the time before
There will be no Light anymore.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sir, there is a saying in my mother tongue(Marathi- one of the motley Indian languages) that says a poet reaches to places where even the sun rays can not reach. In addition.the poet can see and feel them. Your poem reminded me this saying and it reiterated the fact it is an universally accepted phenomenon.