There is the life
of a huge mango tree
deep inside the hard kernel,
the life-giving air
we inhale every moment
can't be measured.
It is called breath
that moves a life,
when it leaves a living being
it is death,
what is the mechanism?
Where from it enters the body,
how it ceases to flow,
who regulates?
Who decides and fix
the time of death?
Who? Who? Who?
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I would like to translate this poem
Yes, without air we can never live for a while and this life sustaining energy is available free of cost in nature as mercy of God father. Definitely unseen energy regulates birth and death. Amazing piece of work.10
Thank you Sir. I will post some Odia poems very soon. Kindly comment.