to the end

descending or climbing over the border 
of the so must be 
 stones under your feet 
and in the heart a dream still flying still alive

 between the before and the after 
a bite of success
and a sip of compassion 
like so is our stay here now
 by these forgotten suburban skies
 releasing  the time 
from the ballasts of the small and the big history
 lightening  the heart
so to arrive naked free and relieved 
to the end 
and so be it 

Marco Bo
http://cantidallaperiferiadelmondo.blogspot.it/2015/05/alla-fine.html