Life is what is here
And poem is what is life
And life is changing
From day on.
You cannot say
This is not the proper form
Being the part of a form
You cannot say about the whole system.
And poem is controlling
The entire system and if you are
So interested to know something
Try to go inside and dare not to
Comment from outside as a passerby
Is wandering far in the ocean.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A view from far is always beautiful, going inside deep brings pearls under a blue moon.