Falling -The Fifth Second- Poem by Atef Ayadi

It is a frozen
Moment
In a frozen time,
The head is down
The sun is over the head and
Left behind the cliff.

It is beautiful to leave gravity
For a moment and forever.
It creates the sense of
Being in an endlessly lost,
A lasting last lost,
Facing death for real.
That is the first fear
At the same time
I create the beautiful desire
To watch in this moment
What is behind and in front of me:
The surface of the ground is clear as it is
Without estimation or judgment
A green land tilted over
A prairie,
Some isolated trees
Scattered here in there
And mark the history of the place

I am among birds
A unique instance of a human,
Flying
Free from his will.

At this moment
A desire of achieving something on that
Surface or beyond
Comes to my mind.
My mind
Now
Is so clear of fear
You have the space for
Pure
Dreams
Time does not exist
Death is there
Life is there
In one node
In one grape
In one leave
The space inspires you with its
Divinity.

At this moment,
I feel
For the first time
The grace of being calm
And free.