DEFINED TIME Comments

It's alright that life
from time to time
strips us of everything.

In the darkness
eyes learn
to see more clearly.
When solitude
is a total absence
of body and hands
there are open roads
towards the deepest
and farthest point.
In the silence
the beloved voices clearly
renew their words
and the walls muffle
the familiar echo
of absent steps.

Lips that used to be
the place of love
in quiet afternoons
learn of the greatness
of a rebellious and anguished song.
There is a wind suspended
on the tall trees,
a beating down of rain
on dark and smoldering ruins,
a grimace on every face
that tells of bitterness and defeat.

A slow falling of useless
hours follows,
detached from time
and beyond the tiny
circle of the world,
that closed up world
with its vague stars
and its fog of dreams
forcefully awakening
the wounded voice of man,
dweller on Earth.

Before, combat and thunder
were far away,
almost unknown.
Now blood runs
on equal courses
of hatred and hope
without anything stopping
the invasive current
of eternal forces.
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