I started my life in a space of my mother!
I had to circle over and over in there! !
A tiny, tinny dot makes a circle!
Circle in the space is the miracle! !
Nothing can happen without the space!
The space is the container in any case! !
The space got ingredients for productions!
It gives and takes lives for further creations! !
Expiration varies from one to another!
But some seemed in the container forever! !
The earth, the Moon, the Sun are there!
In circling more, more firmly they are! !
Same history with circles of othersin the space!
Same go with planets, stars, milky ways! !
Can space be the Godfor production, creation!
No size, shape, color but helps cyclic circulation! !
God! Looked for you but people gave wrong answer!
I found you as the limitless space everywhere! !
They been putting you in A, AN, The, in the article!
Never! Never! Neveryou arechained as one for real!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem