I saw you in your poetry
A bunch of orchid baths
in solitary forests
In your writings
The odd scent of water drops
in the wet breast line of Darjeeling
I saw youth in your poetry.

Luck, you did not want
a separate state or country
Nowadays some want to be isolated.
Now you are young.
Go ahead, bathe in a heavy rain
Then build resistance to life.
Now is the time of youth in poetry.

I dream of a common world.
The water, the ground
the sky all together.
I believe in youth is one name of life
Because, I saw youth in your life.

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