You think you can define me,
That I’m a tick in just one box,
Like my being is a door,
That a single key unlocks,
But let me tell you something,
I have the universe inside,
I hold an untamed ocean,
With a constant changing tide,
I’m home to endless mountains,
With tips that touch the sky,
Flocks of grand migrating birds,
And deserts harsh and dry,
I house the wildest rivers,
And a host of sweeping plains,
I feel in waves of sunshine,
Or in unrelenting rains,
Don’t tell me that you know me,
That “this right here is what you are”,
I am the universe in motion,
For I was born from stars…
– Erin Hanson
Happy Birthday Supernova, you’ve pulsated colorfully.
Time when you could have become old in an instance,
you turned your late 20s into your early 20s.
You died and you resurrected, more stronger-bolder-younger.
May this new year be more colorful.
May you send ripples through the cosmos, space, and time.
Vamos…!