Recycling

Kyriakos D. Papadopoulos

You have been a molecule, dust in depths of century. You have been a single matter, nothing else. The nature however, an abundant life blew into you, it gave you form, voice, breath and beauty! n order to meet each other wondered in the morning !e and you! !e two we became one, a matter that lives and loves. "h, what a gentle travel! took you and you took me! #e believed we became $ods, a song in the ether. The flight in the clouds, the impatient day, they brought and threw us until the end some night. !e and you! #e became a molecule. Dust we became that blows in the air.