I am neither mortal nor immortal.
I am not change. I am not stability.
I come and I will go.
The Earth is transitional place for me.
The sun, the fire and the heart
were dancing in union of thought
under the hill of fallen tree
near my dwelling place.
In the inner vision I see the wheel of events.
The light hidden in the secret lotus flower beckons me.
I am moving through days and nights.
My loss is temporary. My gain is for a moment.
I stand on the outer shore.
I watch the flow of time.
Seconds, minutes, hours disappear
But I am remaining...
Poetry and Photography by Igor Marinovsky