What difference can it make to me here now
If in another universe
I am young again
Or what I wanted to be here
And could not be?
What difference does it make
If someone with my name and face
And everything else that is me
Is alive
If I cannot know and be aware
Of all of this?
Possibilities may be a real consolation to some
But I am not one of them
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
When we read such cosmology poem, we become young again. This poem is very brilliantly penned. An excellent sharing is done really.10