by: alexis karpouzos
When one door opens, another closes.
this is the eternity’s circle,
mistakes belongs to us, but not all,
the fate mapped out for us to follow,
but does not define our choices,
beings of necessity and randomness,
we’re rattling over the abyss
in the vicinity of dying stars.
So, look, look for once,
the face of the earth,
look, one life in every seed self sacrificed for us,
look the sun, shines in us,
look the river, flow through us,
look the flowers, bloom in our bodies,
every fiber and cell of the substances
of our bodies vibrating
from the birds songs.