Words Well Worth 29: People Bow To Rising Sun Comments
Wind hails a helping hand
To raging, flaring fire in forest,
The same wind kills a candle in haste,
No'ne's weak-and-meek's friend,
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Fire! ! ! With the muse along the line. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
I note that You have read all the three translations of Sanskrit this time. My sincere thanks dear poet.
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7/31/2025 1:05:35 PM # 1.0.0
People bow to rising sun not to a candle who can burn a forest. A beautiful poem with a beautiful theme is well selected and translated. Thanks for sharing.
You say thanks for sharing, but I must thank you for reading, Kumarmaniji.