No motion in present
Come to the future
From the past always
That is certain
You deviate your notion
In round and round
Formation cum position.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Position is but from which the eyes are poised to see. Maybe in a great illusion of wind does the light bend. But to us it is as true as it always has been. Relevance hence there in.