Chaos or Cosmos
are interpretations.

Concrete objective reality
is a steel bar bridging the self with the unknown.

While the Universe is falling into the lower bulb of an hourglass
(at the pace of the third movement of Vivaldi’s “Summer”)
a warm fire rises from your body
and your embracing smile.

The rolling of dices produced the encounter of the necessary numbers.

They became exact!

We,
as good players,
seized the chance,
put our arms around each other
and stayed together.