A combat simulation range
is a strange place to meetA mindA God's power
but it happened.
Two stray cats taken in
are not a shelter
but it happened,
A slowly dissolving body
a center always convinced of more
it happened.
A mind that always questioned
a soul of constant thirst
it happened.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Mind is always questioned but mind travels fast. We try to meet God. But we feel his presence in strange place. This poem is brilliantly penned.10