I wish all a prosperous, colorful season & enjoy my poem, now in English, as promised:
Your sun rays touch me and feelings
Of sensuality stir in me. My awakening
Isi primordial. I’m the enchanted, ready
to give, to bloom, to surrender.
I’m thirteen, you are the boy on the next
block whose name I never knew. The one
who brought me a flower every morning.
I’m sixteen you are the one who serenaded
me under the weeping willow on the meadow
at the edge of the stream. I’m nineteen, you,
are the husband I always wanted. I’m twenty
a young mother, I watch the world burst
with love in my baby’s eyes. Life goes on.
And now in this new lovely autumn, I say,
Your rays are generous. And my awakening
Is primordial. I’m the enchanted, ready
to give, to bloom, to surrender. Because
you have arrived in great splendor!