I am frozen in a beam of light.
A tingling sensation washes over me.
Street lights flicker.
I feel the world disappear beneath me.
I brush stars with my hands
and catch the smell of a comet as it passes.
It's wonderful being here.
The moon has turned its face and smiles
knowing my dream is one of happiness and joy
not least because soon our worlds will be one.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem