Life is a movie
A novel of dramas & pleasures.
It’s the action surrounding
the whispers of those non-returning
A veil that covers everything,
The waking of those still suffering

There is no time for everything
Neither for anything
The movie continues without stopping
With the illusion you can be playing it

We are the bubble that emerges from the sea
Trying to float above
The sea is the everything, above is the vacuum
And the bubble falls again
When we are going to die
But there is nothing to fear
We are just returning
Without losing nothing
To the beginning.