Between Minimal and Infinite
No one is born in his homeland
some souls welcome us to life
others say goodbye departing
in between we float
at the mercy of a foreign language
rusted words empty shells
meaningful urns
beings focused on the foolishness of love
sailors of heavenly seeds,
unwritten music scores
sailboats unload
light and colourful allegories
mythology memory of light and darkness
I would trade my days to regain
a new birth in the loss
this Edem is not in our time
it is a fiber of the heart
blind music shadow of the mind
searches for a world
habituated different light
overflowing but doesn’t change
wedged in the flow of ecstasy
between the minimal and infinity
Manolis Aligizakis 