Everything appear
At ground level,
Everything including
The sky.
The dance of the sky
Is the product of
This ground.
And this ground is
The basis of all.
It is all abstract,
It is all plus plus plus,
It is all negation of
Hyper charge.
No fall and
No rise at all.
But structure is
Surprising here.
And here we discover
The things that are
In existence.
It is all colourful
And strange.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem