I want to hear what the birds sing,
When they wake up early in the morning,
When they return to their homes at the evening,
I want to hear what the plants sing,
When the wild wind or soft breeze cause rustling,
I want to hear what the insects -
cicadas, grasshoppers, locusts and crickets -sing,
When they create sounds for courting or warning,
I want to hear what the bees sing,
When they buzz by their rapid wingbeats for pollinating,
I want to hear what the bells - around the neck and ankles - sing,
When the camels in caravan are walking to their destination,
Because these melodious sounds seem to have,
Some resemblance to divine resonance.
Mykoul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'Because these melodious sounds seem to have, Some resemblance to divine resonance' - only poets can think like this. Tell us what you hear, if you can hear! I love your birthplace, Kashmir! I visited Kashmir last year, just a couple months prior to the Indian Government's crackdown on Kashmir and its people.