By the roadside
We hear everything.
But we care not
And marched ahead.
Life is in water,
Life is in fire,
Life is in air,
And in all we watch
Life, eternity.
Multi-colour hope,
Multi-colour longings.
Natural world is here,
And we are all blessed
With all these.
The moon- the best image
Of life and living.
In the circle we are
Moving forward
With laughing face
And triumphant.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem