For getting out of the fire,

To give love and affection to all,To reach the truthThat all are one andThe same andAll belong to the same water, airEarth, light and the sky.Poetry knows no discrimination,The poetry has only one function,To love all, to love all.The poetry is the only shelter,And all over the world, with poetry,You would find no disturbances.

And with nature.

Mu ae deha nuhenAau nuhan kichhi mora.This is a translation of the poemI Have No Work HerebyGajanan Mishra

କିଏ ମୁକ୍ତ ଆଉ ଯାହା ଚାହିଁବ ତାହା କରିପାରିବ?In English;Who is the real master here?With whom there is unlimited power?Who is free and who is there to do what he wishes?

That I can’t say.I can sayI was hereI am here,I will be hereFor all timesTo come.Certainly, I can say,It is I,Who is hereWith loveAnd with truth.From dark to lightI am going day and night.From night to day,I am here and I amNot ready to sayGoodbye to anyone here.I am the light,I am the darkIn reversal,But…

In the fire ofThis world.And the fire,In me,And I love itFor all welfare.The perceptionAnd identityAll one and sameIn me and outside.