We are born and disappeared
Without unfastening the knot
The secret where we come from
And where we end.
The life is only an itinerary journey
And the death is its end
Being in a disintegration process
Of elemental energy!
The night and day emerge
Out of the continuous rotation of this earth
And so the births and the deaths.
So you were born and disappeared
By cosmic magnetic convertible energy
In time and energy
And so I am born and I may also disappear
One day, not known to me.
There is no any short cut at all
Even the lizard and the superior human
Are one and same inthe eye of the death.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
And so I am born and I may also disappear One day, not known to me. There is no any short cut at all.... All of us die . your meditation on death is thought provoking. thank u for this nice poem.. tony