We Should Have Been

by Ana Blandiana

We should have been born old,

And come wise,
Able to pick our fate in the world,
Knowing our way since the primary crossroad,
Be irresponsible only in our wish to walk.
Then become younger (by walking),
Mature and strong at the gate of creation,
Passing it through and in love adolescents,
Be children at birth of our sons.
They will be then older than us, anyways,
Would teach us to talk, would rock us to sleep,
We'll disappear more and more, become small,
Like the pearl of a grape, like a pea, like a wheat seed.