Poetry:
Mahesh Paudyal
Age
The river continued to flow of its own accord.
I wrote my name
On the stones on its bank
And claimed my existence.
The bank is still there
My name is there too, albeit quite illegible
But I am nowhere around.
I have flown down the stream
In such a way
That I shan't show up on the same bank again.
Translation: Poet Himself
