1985 Poem by Shah Surja

We live in light and darkness
Us - there is no time
Dawn, morning, noon, evening, and night.
There are floating in solar system planets
We are floating, and our spirit.
Creation of tears, does not touch us
Does not touch the sea roar digit
People upset - crying fascination, does not touch.
Moment of my birth, my tears touches,
sound of my voice, I can not remember!
(But - my creation from the water)
During my death,
will touch you, my tears, sound of my voice.