ΤΕΛΟΣ

we are left to see using two eyes
and our hands are enclosed in our pockets
it is cold, indeed.
every breath evaporates the common thought:
it is cold and dark. We have to lit and switch.
We hold on to the hope of the coming fire.
We spread the news. It shall soon be noon
and the cattle on the fire will steam the eye.
And the fire will heat the hand
and the hand will hold on to the one besides us.
And we will be then so happy.

we are let to believe that our lives are not to be governed
by us. Sun and clouds interfere with our needs.
We have to compete with the wind
and we have to fight one another.
Yet it is useless to struggle against The reality. It is done.

That human creation is done.

We can only abide by the rules.
We are left to struggle with the wind
which spreads the seeds for the following spring.
After all, we do need an enemy, said Cavafy.