Some poets fly atop trees tops
like birds which say
they live above all heritage
many poets take you beyond their own imagination
thinking they alone own all human minds creations

well it can be a long queue if I have to include all of you
some of birth or rebirth have no clue
but think loudly and blow like hollow trumpets
they are the theorists of KARMA
what I call duty
and
they talk of reincarnation
not knowing their own origin
or whose they are and later will be
they seek Pardon let them all
Lord
for they still owe their real existence to you
If you so know
where and who are once me
and
now you