First Light Translated…

This poem was inspired by “First Light” by Freddie Hubbard: 



I am walking inside a dream –

A beautiful dream.

I see elephants with their trunks up

As if they’re saluting me

And wishing me good luck.

I see a slew of colours

Which move me – orange,

Red, yellow, green,

Purple, navy.

I see a sky at dawn, noon,

Sunset and at nighttime.

The different phases of the moon,

And the many heights of the sun.

I see trees…they’re all kinds of colours –

Representing their states

During the different seasons.

Now I see that it’s raining,


It’s sunny and it’s hot.

On a road which seems to

Lead to a world filled with

The possibility of love,

Pain, passion, anger,

Peace, joy, sadness,

Fear and magic,

I see you.

You’re standing in the middle

Of that unpaved road

In the hot sun,

In the pouring rain,

In the falling snow.

The elephants,

I now see,

Are giving YOU their support,

And are waiting with you.

I look around me

And I look behind me,

Once or twice

But very quickly I realize that

We’re the only two human beings there

Present, in what now feels to me is a

A shared dream.

The wind seems to be

On your side too

As it pushes me towards you,

Exciting the elephants

As they continue to support you

And me walking towards you.

Suddenly in our dream,

I am standing in front of you.

I look up at your smiling face

And am pushed by the wind

Into your warm, strong


I am fighting the wind and you,

Trying to slow down

And go at my own pace

But very quickly

I come to realize that

In your arms

Is where I want to be.

As scary as that realization is to me,

I am at peace with being close to you,

With you holding me.

The elephants,

I now realize

Are saluting US

And the wind is twirling around us

In a spiral

To keep us embraced longer.

Suddenly everything disappears –

The wind, the colours,

The elephants, the trees…

It’s just you and me

Standing on an unpaved road,

Holding on to each other,

And the beautiful mystery

That’s waiting to unfold,

Written by us.

You take my hand in yours

And together we are facing the road in front of us…

But that is when I wake up.

I close my eyes tighter

Trying to go back inside the dream

and failing miserably.

I become aware of your arms around me,

Holding me.

I feel your warmth

Against my back

And become aware of your touch –

Your hand is grazing my thigh,

My waist, my back.

Your touch is warm and loving,

Unfamiliar to me

Yet I’ve longed for it

For many, many years.

It touches me deeper than

Than the skin it feels

And I start thinking

That this maybe is also a dream.

I wait for you to vanish,

To leave,

To disappear,

But instead you whisper in my ear.

And I realize that you’re here.

That is when it dawns on me –

I don’t want you to leave.



My performance of this poem:

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