Late at night
I watch the dots
dancing on the tv screen.
at first
only a jumble
but as I stare
they swirl and squirm
flip and roam
effortlessly
and I assume
in great joy.
billions and billions of
different combinations-
each point a face
a fate
our singular life
this unfathomable
activity.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
interesting. i have never done that