Temporary

Everything is temporary
From loveliness to love
The blood flow that reddenes you
The ant bites in the finger tips
The rapid race of the heart beat
Will eventually cool down
Like an iced amber.

You once thought 
The feeling of being stuck will never end
Like a blocked and pained vein 
You will suffer and suffer
No doctor will create a by-pass through
the extended family, monotonous homes and used furniture. 

Now where are you? 
Whenever he thinks of you
He needs to think of an area with no network
Whenever I ask about you 
he has to look beyond the immediate
To an arid plane of plants and animals. 

This transpose 
This distance
 Among us 
The aircraft 
The mobile
The media
Cannot  bridge.

Still, a light hope flickers inside
Our return 
and turn to each other 
Can only put you face to face. 
A heart upon a heart
A forehead leaned onto a forehead. 

Then you must ask him about mutability
He will tell you 
nothing is stuck in one place
I will nod
None can step twice into the same river
You would learned, Heraclitus said,
If you could google. 

Umme Salma
9 July 2022. Brisbane