Rest! Rest!
Where is it?
The weary traveller
Searches it for a long time,
But he finds it nowhere
In the busy realm,
Being sad and dejected,
The tired wayfarer gives up hope,
Then someone whispers to him
To search it for the last time
In a different way,
This time the wise traveller does so accordingly,
After a while he finds great rest
In the wonderful poetic world of his beloved poet.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An excellent work dear Anjandev! Well done...10++