LIFE AND DEATH
I crossed the time
among mists cold winters
and sun-drenched mornings
observed the blue skies
where stars smiled at each other
from afar
I saw flocks of birds arrive
from distant lands
and leave when the leaves
began falling down
admired red sunsets
and pearly sunrises
quickly following each other
and get lost
in the night of the time
New lives have crowded
the streets of the world
like multicoloured flowers
blooming in spring
and many petered their vital energy
like glowing candles
oblivious to their consumption
in the very act of their burning
How many more seasons will come
of how many of them
will I still admire the colours
and smell the scent
until the Angel of Death comes
and snatches me from life
It’s for a long time
his journey began
since my first cry
in the welcoming arms
of my mother
but
will his step be slow or
fast will he ride his black steed.
will I still admire the colours
and smell the scent
until the Angel of Death comes
and snatches me from life
It’s for a long time
his journey began
since my first cry
in the welcoming arms
of my mother
but
will his step be slow or
fast will he ride his black steed.
@ Maria Miraglia
