The Moment

The moment comes; 

a scream breaks out; knot in throat…

And the moment comes; a big scream breaks out ; in the mouth of the little baby

That's the moment; that starts all the movement with a breath

Welcome baby! Welcome among us! 

Welcome to your life, which every moment of it is a question and answer

The moment comes, a fragrance fills the air. 

The smell of a mother’s struggle, which is arm to arm with the smell of baby’s innocence

That’s the moment such a reunion of breaths feeling as a pleasure

And the moment comes; you look to this unique miracle

Which glass starts to fill up when you get thirsty

Which vehicle, starts automatically by itself at the moment that you need? 

It is such a river that presents all its proof miracle.

Moments lived many times..who knows…sometimes sweet, sometimes bitter

The first time she smiles

The first time she walks

The first time she says “mom”

The moment she falls down

The moment she starts school

The moment she graduates

The moment she becomes a bride

The moment she becomes a mother

And a scream breaks out again from the tiny throat

There are moments which are desired to be lived again and again

There are moments meant to be, let them pass

And such moments, never to be lived 

And so, the steps of the moment carry us to the end

Who knows whether he is “ welcome” 

In the end, a different moment arrives, a new scream echoes as the man rises from where he lay 

Unfortunately every thing starts from the beginning and the man says 

“ Turns to be whatever told it is true …”