Instant

 

            Instant

In an instant,

suddenly,

the wind rises and runs wild,

and a violent blast

shakes the whole forest,

leaving its branches bare of leaves.

For an instant,

offhand,

the wind stirs the hair on your forehead,

we no longer see the landscape,

glances intersect

and our minds are spoken in secret.

For an instant,

with blind impulse,

we know how important the now is.

Far away are the reproaches,

a can’t is a yes I want

and our mouths melt very strong.

At this precise moment.

                                     Luciano Maldonado

                                     (December - 2022)