We were born of Nature, and we die in her grasp
Did I create the sky? In the conception of my mind
I imagine many things like God, eternity – though
I live only to watch another sunrise
I am the living golden eternity
What my eyes touch and where my tears fall
There are not two of us here
Seen and observer, reader and writer
Devotee and non-believer, we are all the same
That-which-is-Everything, well, it carries on
Without the false pressure of mortality
Without hurry for mistakes
Without internal tribulations
Evolution is the future, that is the golden eternity
The Scripture of the Golden Eternity
Is written everywhere, in the oceans and the trees
In the troubled cities full of false rivalry
I am too the golden eternity in animate form
Strictly speaking, we are all worshippers of the sun
For we live only by her warmth and conditions
The truth of our customs will die with this world
Until we travel to other worlds, our perspective remains small
The Empty one. The Ready One, it doesn’t matter
One day we will get there…..
Wuji Seshat 
I’ve been following your poetry/philosophy for awhile but am usually speechless after reading so not inclined to comment. But then I remember (as a poet) how feedback is so precious…so here it is: I just love it. And I love the fact that it leaves me speechless…which is the best way to start a new day. Thank you for being there.
That’s so lovely to hear Fanny, it’s awesome that you told me. But what exactly leaves you speechless?
Amazing!