The Thought Of Life Poem by Lia Padena

the force of hatred closed their angle of perception
arms
not to embrace the sun
nor his joy nor his suffering
and do not care about anything but money
do not go in that direction does not go

love opened their perception
arms around the sun
who were rising to heaven
so sleepy in the morning
when they let the moon go from embracing
who dreamed again
a little rest
then it continued from where the thought of life was left
but when he looked through the eye of the sun at nature
he wanted to make love that kind of intimate love