Words and Poetry by Giada Trebeschi.

In the photo: Tree of Life; Giada Trebeschi, Carpe Diem, Tournée 2006.

A dialogue in between Time and Life.

WINTER

Life: It is strange. Getting older I become more tollerant. I don´t see any mistake that I didn´t do as well.

Time: You have the experience of those that saw a lot of things.

Life: Yes. And on the way I learned that you can´t see but with the heart: what is essential is invisible for the eyes.

Time: It is a pity that you learn the lessons only when you don´t need it anymore.

Life: Sometimes you are really annoying! Can´t you, for once, try to be a little bit more understanding? You perfectly know I do not have a lot of time left.

Time: I am sorry. I didn´t want to make you angry.

Life: It is strange.

Time: What?

Life: I have been a boy and a girl, a bush, a bird and a silent fish in the waters of the sea… I lived for years and now all my life crowds in only one hour.

Time: Only one hour is left…

Life: You accompanied me for all this years and you didn´t yet tell me your name.

Time: You really din´t understand who I am?

Life: Maybe, but I don´t have any Time left for this… and anyway you told me, how could you otherwise know that I just have one hour left? (beat) I am so tired, I feel so old…

Time: Only your body is old.

Life: Old bodies are nothing but wither leaves on the tree of life. And when the last leaves will be gone, the tree will stand naked in front of the sky.

Time: You look upset. Are you crying?

Life: Yes, but they are tears of joy. In those dried and undressed branches I see the green to come (Death brings Life away).

A little young girl enters from the other side and nears Time.

Young-Life: Excuse me, did you maybe see my grandma?

Time: Yes, she just left.

Young-Life: But she was supposed to wait for me!

Time: She couldn´t. She asked me to take care of you. (Time takes the hand of Young-Life) Soon or later you will meet again (They start walking together).

Young-Life: When?

Time: In the future.

Young Life: What is future?

Time: Future is intuition and anticipation.

Young-Life: Who are you to know all this things?

Time: Who do you think I am?

Young-Life: An old man.

Time: It is true. But I have been young as well once… (exeunt)