Practiced enough to live alone, after I die!
Practiced daily to look at the powerful sky! !
What I found was just the nuclear silence!
This occupied life will be mute, speechless! !
Body sleeps but soul travels far, wherever!
Soul comes back every day but one day never! !
Earthly attachment and so much connectivity!
Transit will be over to fly to zero, the almighty! !
Yes, this zero is in the atom, zero has no edge!
Oh never ending sky! Daily, I look up and I gaze! !
Time will be coming to write the last page!
I practiced enough to accept it, in own rage! !
The schedule for the tour to zero, is still pending!
I practiced enough to start for that never ending! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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