If You Have Found.

 

If you have found a reef on which to stand on

Hang on to it

By the time you reach the top

You will be without  energy

By the time you get entlightened

You would have lost your beauty

By the time I reach the treshold

You would have already changed

And what I was searching for

Would be no longer there.

 

So we are not separated

By the distance nor by the years

We are separated by history

And the soil on which we grew,

Those years that we have lived

On borrowed time

The time of sensation and fragmentation.

 

Alfred Grech.

12/11/2020.