Is there a path
From you to yourself,
Can the house
Look for itself elsewhere,
The sun think
It's the shadow,
The devotee circumambulate
The presiding deity
All his life
And not know
Where it really resides
Can one listen to the tale
Of the god who searched afar
And the one nearer
And not understand
That sometimes
One must go away
To find oneself
Read the book
Again and again
And not discover
That words came after
Long after the laughter
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
In a confusion human mind moves. Greatly written and likes.