When we wake up in the morning, we try to give a name to what is happening to us and to the world around us. Often there are no words. Logic can't keep up with events. Then poetry comes to the rescue. At first glance, it contains a collection of words in chaos of meaning. This is a premonition, an outline of a reality that is gradually gaining explanation. If you don't have the words, then maybe you will find them in my texts. The poems are a metaphor for life. Life is the distance between beginning and end, alpha and omega. My texts are about the labyrinth that we need to go through.