Where to Live
West of the flower washing stream,
Not far downstream from the bridge,
The master has chosen a quiet spot
Here in the woods by the river.
Living apart from the city crowds,
The world loosens its grip;
Murmuring of this clear water dissolves
The sadness that burdens a stranger.
Countless dragonflies play in the air,
Dancing up and down;
A pair of wild ducks out in the stream
Swim and dive together.
You could take a boat downstream,
Thousands of miles to the east-
Or else forget the boat, and live
Here by this stream forever.
~ Du Fu ( From the book " Facing the Moon: Poems of Li Bai and Du Fu " translated by Keith Holyoak)
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Nehal
I usually write in my mother tongue Gujarati and sometimes in Hindi and English.
Nehal’s world is at the crossroads of my inner and outer worlds, hope you like the journey…
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