I remember very clearly when the green snake bit me

It was a late summer afternoon, just before sunset Just before the evening prayers

It was one of those days in my last childhood

I was sitting on the summer grass

I was rested with my closed eyes under the green and bushy branches. I was thinking my feelings when I saw the green snake coming closer to me. I was very still with the hope that it would sneak by without noticing me. But it bit me …

And I understood that death and life speaks two different Languages.

I understood the language of death.