I'll Learn


Leave me in the presence of pristine nature, 
that reflects beautiful green grass and bright white light,
I will turn into a poet.

Leave me with those saints and sages, 
who like to talk and listen, who do not hurry or worry, 
who believe and live in heaven,
I will turn into one among them.

Leave me without these materials and machines, 
without these loosely bound human relationships, 
I will become your loyal servant writing 
every single poem, singing every song for you.

And with one simple glimpse of outside world, the Lord of my love,
I can't keep one single promise of the above.

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