Why are you so very special, men,
I know my question is an old one,
Older than your own history, older
Than tradition, customs, legends.
I know so many poets have written
In so many ways just to explain
But not a single word has bear truth,
Nothing is false, let us must remember.
Men, your life is a testimony of
Composite culture that I know from
The day to day activities here and
You are ever active in this body of light.
You are not alluded that I know men
And you are going on your own ways as
A free and liberated soul, you are
The best and you reflect your own self.
You are ever-luminous, men, I know
You have cosmic vision, music of life
And all Truth. Men, you are not dying
That I know but you are living a life
in other ways.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a good poem. Bien!