A voice spoke:
'I am God,
there is nothing else.'-
And everything was swept away
all the books from my table
all the pictures from the wall
all the mats from the floor.
The mirror shattered,
windows, doors flew by
walls crumbled
the roof was gone.
I stood naked, alone
surprised, shocked
till even my thoughts disappeared
and I was not.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem