The season of existence

The season of existence

The season of existence 
Flitting like the transformation from 
Cocoon to liberated butterfly
It is speck on universe's carcass

You see the person smiling
Saying i am alright don't worry
Next day he is gone forever
In the matter of the minutes

We perpetually balancing
On the borderline between the life and death
Not certain when the seat on parting train
Would be reserved by the will of the celestial being

The ephemeral web separating us from tunnel
Some have it long,some some have it shorter terms
We fall in love and the outset fighting,ruining the precious feeling
Forgetting simply that the time is short and we can lose the loved one

by Margaret Gudkov