Language Number 5

Wow! another tongue rolls off my tongue

amazing to feel confident in another guise

I don’t  even know where I got this gift from

–  oh wait,  ahem maybe I do –

but this is lovely to be submersed in another land

my new identity comes to life

the once cement like face feels fresh, light and alive

of course these days are full of baby steps

I am not reciting poems

or signing contracts

or debating political sides

but I have some fluidity

I have grasp

I have no fear

I am alive in your language


July 17, 2010

Chisinau, Moldova

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