In between
And we have managed to arrive.

Yes, we arrived at our half, half of our being,  half of
being silent, half of our desire, half of removing
our traces from sand.

It would sadden around us if we would have to stop here, attempting with a cry to accomplish what we have failed with a touch.

Let us then turn to the other side and do not be afraid
that there is only downward.

Let us turn to the other side and embrace this still
cold pillow, the only faithful.

Maybe from this embracement there will emerge something that will embrace us with the equal strength.
Krys Podgorski