Infinitesimal,
And no one can
Separate from the whole,
At any time anywhere.
Non-different,
And we are all the same
And we are together, though,
We seem different.
We exist,
And illusion exists.
But we are not illusion
Or their parts.
We are the beginning
And we are the end as a whole.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem