Words and Poetry by Giada Trebeschi.

A dialogue in between Time and Life.

SUMMER

Time: Live and experiment because everything, sweet or bitter, sour or hot, has to be tasted. And learn! God gave you two ears and one mouth to listen at least the double of what you say.

Life: Minutes are like the sand, we are not supposed to let them slide without derive gold.

Time: Do you think you did it till now?

Life: Maybe… and anyway does it matter to you? Why do you ask me?

Time: Because I am a curious old man.

Life: This I knew! You are always nagging me and I don´t even know your name!

Time: I am just an observer… and why are you interested in my name? What is in a name?

Life: Questions again!

Time: All right, I am sorry… Do you know what time is?

Life: Are you now trying to change topic?

Time: Please answer me, then I´ll tell you who I am.

Life: Ok, ok… Time is that thing made of hours, minutes and seconds that you can know if you look at your watch.

Time: Then, if I stop the watch, I stop time.

Life: Don´t be silly! Time can´t be stopped! It is an immaterial thing!

Time: How can it be a thing if it is immaterial?

Life: Don´t be so punctilious! Time, that is immaterial - is it ok like this? - so time, that is immaterial, is a movement made of past and future.

Time: But if it is made of past and future, one is not existing any more when the other one is not existing yet.

Life: And?

Time: That means that time doesn´t exist!

Life: Now you really confused me! I perfectly knew what time was before you asked me! (thinking) Do you know that before you asked  me I never thought about it?

Time: About what?

Life: Time passing by. And we are here waiting. Like leaves on a tree in autumn.