Each one is moving,
No nonmoving is here.
But let me say
Nonmoving is the only truth.
And all moving are within
Nonmoving and only
Nonmoving exist.
Existence of moving
Is in a great question.
But nonmoving only can
Protect the moving.
Nonmoving has no form,
No identity and nothing.
In nothingness moving moves.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem