All things start unto existence.
Sloppy messy edgy & tense.
A spark of light to birth a fire.
A single note begins a choir.
A gasp of air to start us breathing.
A single tear to start us heaving.
A step to start us in a walk.
A syllable to hear us talk.
I start this novel with a single page.
To express my love, my passion, my rage.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem