“There was no beginning and there will
be no end” – this concept is too big, I
cannot fathom it
Consciousness is forever, has ever been-
how can I comprehend when everything
begins and ends
Reality is only one of an infinite list of
probabilities; the Creator is bigger than
the sum of all probabilities
Sitting in my office, life seems much too
Small to contain me and these thoughts
that seem to loom over me...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem