108. On the way to life

I will walk the path of life again and again,
The colorful dream of success and the golden age,
Generous blue bird is excited in the sky.
Rainbow sky, why Srihin today?
How deep it will be in the life of love!

I'll go astray again owned,
I will find the nest of the transparent eyes of the little bird,
The crowd on the deck of the middle of the seven seas,
Never a reptile on the shores of sandy hope,
Lean will become the alluring outfit of nature.

I will leave the south and walk north,
The green forest, beyond the heritage of the hilly past,
On the shores of the white lotus,
the bank of Rupsha river and Brahmaputra,
In the white snowfalls.
All the rupers of the hill sang,
The tide of peace will come down in the heart.

To the northeast from the north,
I will see the clouds on the horizon,
Ferry crossing in the evening sky,
coming hints of rain.
Never in the transparent wall of rain,
Looking back on you
On the shores of the dove,
How much more, I will walk alone!

Ariful Islam Bhuiyan
 02/05/2003 Christian year.
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