Sukoon

From afar in the vast sky

Suddenly comes floating

A piece of black cloud.

It rained heavily

Become an ambassador of unknown peace.

Even in the thick black clouds

A corner of peace is hidden.

But looking for a handful of peace

I have passed a thousand years.

I didn't find it in the end.

In the bright sun of a chaitra

Tired of thirst for water almost desperate.

Far away where the path went through the shadow of the banyan tree.

Even sitting there, the traveler finds a piece of peace.

But looking for a handful of peace

I have passed a thousand years.

I didn't find it in the end.

On the way to life

Suddenly you meet.

It's a dream if you see it in the eyes without light.

If the wandering is wide, the heart is fried.

A sudden gust of wind

Wake up tomorrow on Baisakh.

A piece of peace is lost.

That I seek a handful of peace,

I have passed a thousand years.

I didn't find it in the end.