Where do I stand
Where will I go
in the land of many directions !
With magnetic needle in my hand
I am still in dilemma
where to go !
Philosophies speak at volumes
Philosophers differ with each other
In the hand with many books and verses
I am still in dilemma
what to follow !
At last I come to a river bank
Boat man takes me to other side
While rowing he is singing a song
whose language I can not follow
Now I am in no dilemma
I am sailing through a boat
listening to the tune of unknown verse !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Life is a journey of tunes with verse. You just have to hang in there and deal with it.