between now and tomorrow

between now
and tomorrow
i am a changing
multitude

i scintillate,
we oscillate
within resonance
of  being, feeling,

with the sound
of memory, crows,
gulls, wind,
a taste of laughter

and of distant pain,
a longing for
what is lost and
for what cannot be.

between now
and tomorrow
salt on my lips,
stones in my mouth.

the soul flying
helplessly lost
in a distant sky,
we'd help, sending

tap and echo, our
hands to reach
the labyrinthic
passages of this bird

so hungry and sweet,
fragile in the cold,
we want to warm it,
kiss its heart,

it flutters so fast.
it is impossible
to separate soul
from body

and it is our learned
horror of death
that we cannot be alive
wholeheartedly.

in this we have no talent,
unlike the animals
who will not think,
how is embrace  full

and from where will
courage come, how can
we chose steps when
we are always in fear?

between now
and tomorrow
i breathe but it
is not i who breathes.