This world is not your home
You are a traveler, a passerby
Your clothes and shoes full of dust
Sometimes you walk in the desert
Sometimes you sit under a tree
Be a passerby, this world is not your home.
Thought provoking indeed. We are all just passing by! Wonderful Words.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Profound poem. Nicely written.5**