I can’t help wondering if the creator truly has a purpose
For creating life, for creating us
What or who created the creator who created us?
This is a question few of us dare to ask
Because we fear the future and cannot understand the past
Only in the world of imagination is anyone ever truly free
So every moment you should cherish
Because we know not when we will perish
Even if we are alone in this universe
Then we are all alone together
I wonder, what lays beyond this universe?
I wonder if forever will ever end...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
when you question who and how the creator came to be, then it's time to give up on life, hope, and love.