Touch me, I am a living entity.

And feel the hiveHive of time.TimeThere withinAnd not outside.I tell youDear menGo inwardAlwaysFor somethingGood.GoodThe earthThe sky.BothThe skyAnd the earthIn youFor the truth.Dear menYou areThe enlightenedI love you.

We are here toSearch them out.We are hereTo say something moreIn our own wordsAnd style.So many poetsHave already toldWhat is there,And what will be thereHere with us.But we are notGoing to sayWhat they have told,We use their wordsHere, though, butWith a different meaning.Where are our footprints,That we know not,Still, we are hereAnd we are smilingAnd…

Parbata baa ghara uparu padi,Mu mariparen,Go khasei kasta pai rastare,Mu mariparen,Sapa kamudare,Astraaghatare,Jwarare,Jaha bi heu mu jauchhiJhadibaaku deha,Eha hin satya.This is a translation of the poemI May DiebyGajanan Mishra

And not any other one.Talk a littleAnd keep the interestOf this earth.Respect and honourPeace package.See the thingsGoing to happen.And liveAhead of time.India, my loveMy earth, the great.

But who is not a thief?I asked myself.All are my family members,The animals, the birds, the insects.And what they are doing here?Ask not please, that’s allOur family secret.No ned to accumulate wealthAnd still I am running afterMore and more money. I haveForgotten to asked Who am I?

And with nature.