While Waiting At The Station Of Now Poem by Atef Ayadi

One person’s pain
Is everyone's pain;
One person's happiness
Is everyone's happiness;
In between,
Thoughts are timeless,
No one is born
Graceful and other is insane.

Cause,
We all walk on the same ground,
Breathe the same air, and
Have the same
Sun,
Moon,
The sea saltiness,
And the same rain.

In between,
The sky is
Like a child's eyes:
Dark at the edges
Of the universe -
The closest or the deepest and the one way far-
Brown at the eclipse,
Blue furious and oceanic,
Red at the horizon,
Green, hazel, amber, and gray
Resolve and merge
Mountains' skin, rocks, rivers, and snow,
And the
Forests' streams, leaves, grass, and fog,
As birds take off and fly,


Children
Are the future,
Mold thoughtful actions and beautiful desires.

Ancestry are the
Spirits,
Through time and tale.
We are eternal seeds and the tiniest grain.