'Who am I? Why am I so shy?
Why do I want to know? why do I look upon sky?
From where have I come? Where have I to go?
Oh dear beloved travellers in temples why do you bow? '
Who are you all? Have you ever asked?
Within the body of soil why have you masked?
Why is your drama fixed on earth?
Why do we feel pain and why do we take birth?
Who can answer? Who am I and who are you all?
Why are some dwarf and why are some tall?
Why do we gather? why do we bother?
Why do we unite and who is a stranger?
Why do we dream? Why do we hold hopes and pleasure?
Why do we need rest and think of leisure?
Why are all running? where are they going?
O dear brothers, please answer me as snowing.
Why is one cruel? Why is one kind?
Why does air blow and refresh human mind?
Why have we come and what is our vision?
'Who am I, ' all should ask themselves and know the reason.
Topic(s) of this poem: spirit