Just like that wind will not blow,
just like that thought will not flow,
and just like that moon will not glow,
wind's choice goes tree by tree,
and bough by bough,
flower by flower and leaf by leaf
thought treads upon event by event,
choosing them well past or present life,
moon selects face by face, eye by eye,
heart by heart to shine.
(original poem by UpasanaMajhi)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very nice flow of words. A well written poem.
Thank you Mr.Hopkins.