Many times we neglect the spaces and places, Poème de la vie éphémère is a count of moments that seem ephemeral, but that are a fundamental part of our consciousness. These are redefined at the entrance of the cave or in this case, at the depths of the sea, which devours everything and consumes everything. From the sea we come and we will return to the sea. A count of the last minutes of a man who returned to the sea to extinguish the flame of his heart.
