I live

I live in the transitions,

the time between then

and now,

the twilight and the dawn,

the rustling of leaves as

night begins,

the first breeze of day,

the moment of departure,

the time of arrival.

Once something has happened,

day has come, night is here,

you have come, you have gone,

fait accompli leaves me cold,

nothing to do, simply there,

but expectations and transitions,

my blood pumps with excitement,

my brain expands to take in

everything and I understand

those, who in their desperation

to feel life, provoke it.

Alix Hellas