I am part of the cosmos,
a particle,
a cosmic impulse.
A speck of dust,
disappearing in space,
full of fear,
tense,
tired,
going with the flow.
I live.
Movement, feeling, thought,
a piece of time.
And before this?
And after?
Only God.
I don't know Him.
But search Him.
Truth, eternity, infinity.
I waver.
A cosmic impulse.
A speck of dust,
travelling toward the end,
full of fear,
tense,
tired,
going with the flow.
I live.
a cosmic impulse.
A speck of dust,
disappearing in space,
full of fear,
tense,
tired,
going with the flow.
I live.
Movement, feeling, thought,
a piece of time.
And before this?
And after?
Only God.
I don't know Him.
But search Him.
Truth, eternity, infinity.
I waver.
A cosmic impulse.
A speck of dust,
travelling toward the end,
full of fear,
tense,
tired,
going with the flow.
I live.
1991
Milcho Naydenski .
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