He gives no pressure on us
No demand for prayers.
Never makes us nervous
He is the holy, virtuous.
Seasons and the life maker
Energizing as the creator.
Restlessly, day and night
Here, there making bright.
Beyond the imagination
The reason for creation.
For all in earth, air, water
He is the only one creator.
The truth, we must not hide
Nature changes in Sun's guide.
Rest unseen is unnecessary
May be after the obituary!
But we know what is then
With body, what can happen?
Decomposed body, back to soil
Recycling system, nothing spoil!
None gets back same figure
Only ingredients in nature.
Within the system of the Sun
Life recycles in cyclic turn.
Sun is round like a zero, a wheel
Life from zero to zero, as I feel.
This zero is the undeniable source
For conditions and life to enforce.
Chan Mongol
Topic(s) of this poem: life,sun