to decipher the immortal
we need to know desire..and
not keep of it
as children..our parents
did not tie our hands
to keep us of their valuables
they were kept beyond our reach
desire are the only hands
to reach out to the immortal
desire is the thirst of the soul
it quenches its thirst in all
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem