A Part Of Saran Rai's poem

A Part Of Saran Rai's poem
Translated by Madhukar Suvedi

 I got myself lost here
The way a leaf is lost in the wood
Like a grain of sand in the desert
A flicker of the moment in the eternity.
Does grain count
Or a moment !
But, friend
What's desert but the pile of grains
Endless flow of moments -the eternal time
The sea is nothing but gatherings of drops !

I'm a drop that is dried up
A grain that is swept away
A moment that passes off.....