Before I begin,

I'd like to say that today is a special day. The sky is the same,
the streets, the trees, the people waiting for the bus, the students, the air laden
with linden, in this city, I say, everything is the same. But before I begin, I'd like
you to know that today is a special day,
because the rest of the days brought us to this one,
the long series of events we have committed and that have been gifted to us,
the entire vaulted code of time
brought us here, to this day, so
how could my face not be special today,
the eye of the bird that looks at me from the
high branch of that tree. That little bird
was waiting for me for 47 years. How could this day, this light,
this autumn not be wonderful?