I am the whistling of the wind.
I am the stillness of a lake.
I am the rustling of the leaves.
I am the ripple in the waves.
I am the colors in the day.
I am the dark blue of midnight.
I am the droplets in the rain.
I am the moon shining bright.
I am the delight of a bride.
I am the angst of her husband.
I am the first word of a child.
I am the last words of a man.
I am the moans of a couple.
I am the huff of their swift breaths.
I am the fetus in the womb.
I am the groans during childbirth.
I am the children in sorrow.
I am their fears in general.
I am the sobs of a widow.
I am the tears at funerals.
I am the child watching his dad.
I am the dad watching his child.
I am naught but an experience;
Here one moment, gone in the next.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem