Created within me Is the answer to the beginning of time,
Is there a start or finish, an ending or beginning to what’s mine.?
In many a direction I must be,
Everything travels through my darkness, who knows what their Is to see.
Older than anything, how long have I really existed,
Where did I come from, Is the answer a mystery never to be discovered.?
All things that live within my space,
Rotating forever, will they always be In this place.?
I am the universe, not knowing what I really am,
With no air or much light, not a visitor from your land.
I’ll stay here, whom can say just how long,
Perhaps till an end comes to my time.