This morning, the time seems too slow.
My heart beating without rhythm.
Lungs without rest.
Even if the pain over whelms
Lingering of life hanging over my head
Smell of spring leaks in through my window
The taste of water thrilling
Soft pillow around my head
Sun touching my skin
Even if the life I live...lived
is so close to concluding
Life is still so beautiful
Death will be also.