Between Two Moments Poem by Nizar Sartawi

When passion roars

in our bosoms

for riding on horseback

that breaks through fortresses

or mounting a cloud

to plant in its whiteness

the banners of madness

or ascending a star

to break in its space

the barriers of silence

it's alright to search for a myth

in whose folds we tuck

a few details that

make known our presence

that they may

give a couple of sparks

or light up a couple of candles

or add a couple of sentences

to the lines of our life, confined

between two moments of the spirit's manifestations

the moment of its rise

in a dumbfounded embryonic lump

and the moment of its convulsion

in a conquered heartbeat.