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 me.

 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.

                    Keith Garrett

4 thoughts on “UNIVERSE

  1. A famous poet of my country, Faiz, has said (a very rough translation:)
    My pain a soundless song; my existence a vanished particle. If my pain finds voice, I shall find name and place of myself. If I find Key to my inner self, I shall know the (hidden) mystery of Universe’s discipline, (this, in turn,) shall give resonance to my silence, (and) I shall find the Crown of the Universe, the cornucopia of both Worlds.

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