I Wanted To Read Poem by Mohammad Younus

I wanted to read
The book of my life
But found to my utter surprise
Its first and last pages torn off
To know the secret of my life...
...I must explore my first and last day
And rewrite the first and last chapters...
...of my book of life,
Because the purpose of my life, as the sages say...
...is to know what is my origin and what my ending
But, O my God, life is a circular flow, as I feel
There seems to me no opening and no ending...
...of my drama of life, that I am scripting and also viewing.
How can I find answers to the questions on life?

Mykoul