Life Sublime Poem by Purusottam Chuli

I am a guide to be guided
By Lord Jagannath who
Comes in my dream saying-
‘See birds and beasts at dawn;
They start their day with eating and
Drinking with no work of sublime;
The same rhythm they go on rustling
Till dusk in the nest/den(s) of their own'.
In the event I pursue their footsteps-
How can I claim to be different
From them that I am the noble
Creation of the Creator for
Making all lives and climes
Noble-clean-green, nay, sublime?