Space … is not the final frontier
as we would make believe.
For, far beyond the boundaries of understanding
there is something.
Something we think doesn't exist
but drives us to believe there is.
What could this be?
Could it be a spirit of everything
that encompasses all
yet, resides without pretence,
outside the universe?
A space oddity?
Maybe the answer is found -
not by stargazing -
but soul gazing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem