When the wind dies

a violent storm or a threatening waterfall
we encounter in the shadow of our existence
they point to our vulnerablety or downfall

everything that is temporary disappears from view
so beware of the disappearance
of what lurks behind the hidden depths
time is what makes us understand

yes, certainly, it is as elastic as a rubber band
days sometimes have a different weight
and the breath stops, often unexpectedly

when the richness of matter is taken away
one learns to feel the essence
of our fleeting earthly existence
this makes us merciful and our gaze gentle