Ephemeron

Written by: Demetrios Trifiatis

Ephemeron



What are we but frail snowflakes
Which melt at the first glance of
                                       The sun’s rays
Or carried away by a simple blow of
                                       The whistling wind
Disappearing thus in the vastness of
                                        Infinite time
Without ever to leave a single trace of
                                   Their fleeting passage?  


Think about it, all over again
And answer me, my dear brother,
                                          My loving sister,
Is it ever worth spending our
                                       Evanescent life
Hating each other?

                                                                                © Demetrios Trifiatis