“The dark
lives in the night
and the light
lives in the day.'
'At night the sun
becomes the moon
and the moon
(in the day)
becomes the sun.'
'The stars are just
little bits of broken glass
scattered everywhere! ”'
She stops: gasps
catches her breath
and continues
explaining the universe
to an amazed
dolly.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
And so begins another thrilling journey by the poet into the wonderful world of childhood, and its beauty....for such it is, as well, for the poet to be able to go there!