I feel as if I am a speck When I stroll before the persons With oceans of bountiful knowledge But do not express themselves unusually
I feel myself as a particle of experience When I stand before personalities With varied human excellence But never behave extraordinarily any time
I feel myself as an atom of intelligence When I scroll down before eminent and elite poets Who have been awarded genuine and meritorious prizes But never try to exhibit their talent usurping others' credit
