It’s Independence Day.
I’m watching rainbow glittered sparks twinkling overhead.
Surely this is what it was like in the beginning when the Universe burst forth with life.
Mesmerized, I gaze at the vibrant colors exploding amidst a velvet black backdrop.
How could I presume to think I know how that moment looked!
Just then,
The wind blows over my face and, with a whisper,
Reminds me that the seeds of everything that ever was or ever will be were sown in that first moment;
And yes, you and I were there too!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem