Direct your will, it will find a way on its own,
Never hunt for peace it lies within deep sown,
Some lessons of life cannot be learnt by books
One can learn them only by experience; just
The way you won’t know how anything looks
Unless you take a look at it, except the gust
Which can be felt and has the power to oust.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem