I come on time
I also leave on time
I am above birth and death
I get praise
I am very beautiful
My span is short
Did I come before?
No, I can not remember
Did I see them before?
Can not remember anything
Am I contradicting myself?
Then who am I?
Just a momentary flick?
Anything beyond
No I do not know anything
I am dying
You tell me what remains
After I leave.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An interesting poem. Very thought provoking.