When you have somethings
In the garden of your heart
Keep them
Clear the weeds
And keep the valuables.
Hide them in your heart
Do not tell your tongue
For it will wag about
Giving you to the world.
Shut the windows of your heart
And put a giant padlock
In your lips
That what is to be hidden
Is not poured to the world.
In all these
Put yourself in a cocoon
And wrap it
With discipline.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem