Created within me Is the answer to the beginning of time,
Is there a start or finish, an end or beginning to what’s mine.
In many a direction, I must be,
Everything travels’ through my darkness, who knows’ what there Is to see.
Older than anything, how long have I really existed,
Where do 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, who can say just how long,
Perhaps till an end comes to my time.