Hope to find you there
With that little dazzling star.
First, keep your wings fit
And then if you so like
Go on flying to settle
Life and death here all.
Take care distance no matter
Take care, pain and gain near.
You to profess practice
You to take action to
Close roads for mice
And I know you wise.
Nija maati pakhaku ja.Nija maa chhada anya kehiGurutwapurna nuhen.This is a translation of the poemNo Other Way But To Go ThroughbyGajanan Mishra
Profuse production isThere on my earth.No question of scarcity,No false theoriesAbout overpopulation isAcceptable here.But we are to liveIn a way prescribedBy nature.Nothing to worry,We are all self-sufficient,And we are for each other.
Look through self.Have you travelled dearThe length and breadth ofYour own body?Have you found something?Let yourself go,With or without anyLegal agreement.Time is not thereTo lessen you.And I am not thereFar from the truth.
And I know you are the only truth.
Stay hereI am not telling.I have no wordTo utter.I have tastedEverythingSweet and bitter.I loveAnd I abideTimeAll in silenceAll in me.
The most sensible.One must liveAnd living isThe most wonderful.Let us understand life,And life has a clear meaning.Let us understand lifeThrough writings.Let us see allAnd let us listen toEach one here sensiblyAnd write beautifully.
