Cyclic Order Poem by Chan Mongol

CYCLIC ORDER
Poem by Chan Mongol


We see things flat that this year will be a past year
But following this year, next year will come similar.
And bygone cannot be, will not be bygone
Seasons always comeback in the own rotation!
Nothing goes destroyed, nothing is in vain
The wheel is with everything and it is the main.
We do productions from recycling substances
We been seeing seeds, genes used for reproduces.
Same things are there over and over Sun, Moon, Stars
In earth, no more new species, we reborn as creatures.
Everything comes back in the cyclic order
In moving in the wheel, a baby grows in a mother.
The cycle of life meant circulation
Only, circulation keeps life in action.
Everything in the top sky, in earth, air and water
They work with the universal network, cyclic order.
Basics are in the round shape and they have to move
Nuclear particles are not still thus, could make the globe.