Needing nothing much in this life, just wanting to write and
enjoy the privacy it brings even though being known through-
out the world.
Positive attitudes always in the forefront, tasting the joy
of being a mere poet and living a simple life, adjusting to
the many hardships and sacrifices being made constantly.
Settling back, relaxing in the bluened light of the Divine
whenever thinking while letting an innate poetical process
come into its own incessantly.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem