Filled - everything,
Heard and touched,
Seen, and taken over.
Not here, not there,
But everywhere the same
Earth revolves, evolves.
Hands and legs cut,
But no words, no weapons.
Everything is there
In the womb,
And life got everything.
Sky and earth joining
Here and there, and I
Found no difference.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very diffcult to understand life