With every syllable every inflexion
reaching out and hugging
the smiles of satiation
the silent jubilation
in seeing a
heart and soul
though in a container afar
but akin in pulsations and pauses
that is learning once again to turn red
and become blue
and fast shedding the attire of ice
it reluctantly donned
Heaven smiled and whispered
there shall be symmetry
at edge of chaos
and divisions too many
lead to reconnections
We looked at the color of the skins
of our passports and exchanged
swatches of love and light
color matched
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thank you Rehan. It is beautiful. Love and Light.