When the memories will fade;
I will appear as a ‘hope’ at your door step.
When you will be distracted by ‘greed’;
I will appear as a ‘lighthouse’ to show you the path.
When you will be thirsty;
I will appear as a ‘spring’ at every corner of your journey…
When you will be in ‘dilemma’;
I will appear as an ‘inner voice’ to direct your thoughts.
When you will be sad;
I will appear as a ‘clown’ to make you happy.
Whenever you will feel my ‘absence’;
I will touch your heart and make you feel my presence…
---translated by Sandhya Jane..
-- Poet: Girish Morje
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