World moves no backward but always forward
It moved so in the past, still moves and will move
It moved in past, present and future to go on
Where does it move, the mover knows and not moved
Move on my dear world, darling world move on
You move with me to move by movers hands
The mover is ego under at distance with moving hands
The hand that moves in invisible fast moving
I see both movement, mover and moved still
Others see no mover nor moved for they know nothing
In movement they are formed, in movement live
And in movement die being moved on by the mover
What a wonder awaits the movie to not know being marked?
What wonder that moves the movement being moved?
What wonder that movement brings in the mover and the moved?
What wonder that moved, moving, mover and movement go?
This is the world that the seers saw
This is the world that the truth they saw
This is the world that moved the wonderer
This is the wonder that mover moves the movement
I am the part of the integral whole
You are the part of that integral whole
All are the part of this integral process
This is the truth that needs to be known
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem