I walk opposite the way hands of the clock move
The distance between the clock and me widened gradually
Gradually I reached to a timeless place
When there’s no recording of time, distance and difference
Extending my vision as far as I can
I looked at distance ahead – I see a vast void
Cruel emptiness devoured everything like a tiger
I wanted to touch, but found no body
I pinched but with no sensation: infinite vacuum
With engulfing everything it devoured even me.
Suddenly everything is filled with bluish white light
Under that light I discover past, present and future
When the hands of the clock are in one single line
This life, universe and myself turn into a psychadelic design
Derive from a single point of piercing sharp single ray of light
Whereas how meaningful life is this minute movement.
Translated by Siddique Mahmudur Rahman