She laughs as she twirls around in the front yard. The grass is green beneath her little feet. The world is so new to her. Yet she's been here before.
Her oversoul once glided thru the university and galaxies. Traveling dimension after dimension.
Planet to Planet.
But how can she soar here?
.
This new place she entered was crammed.
Not enough room to move.
kick here.
punch there.
turn here.
turn there. what is this place?
she'd ask herself.
hearing mysterious voices, sounds.
that place is no longer there.
now all she sees is bright lights.
her over soul is rejoicing.
This is surely a new beginning.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
New beginnings take us to new destinations.