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If you were crowned a Queen one day, and offered me your lands to lay, a kingdom given as a gift so grand, or castles built by your command, with golden shields and treasures bright, and jewrly collections out of sight, I would not reach for any of these things. I only want to live as living goes, to walk the path that no one owns, nothing more than this quiet need that grows inside and will never leave. And so I envy rivers as they go, the way they wander, always flow. I envy bread as it gently bakes, the life it gives, the warmth it makes. I envy fire’s fragrant breath, its smoke that dances so close to death. I envy roses, though I try, their beauty I can’t justify. I envy bees in honeyed lands, and April calling May with hands. I envy clouds of drifting blue, so free to go where winds lead through. I envy couples pasing by, with love that flickers in their eye and this, I know, is not a light desire. But a troubling fire. I envy roads that choose their way, that stretch beyond where feet may stay, I envy trees that line the track, and never once look turning back. I envy meadows in July sun, where summer’s heat and stillness run, I envy mountains, streams that fall, the way they answer nature’s call. I envy violins that sing in silver notes on tremblling string. I envy Oceans, Time and Space, their endless, unconfined embrace. I envy clouds of drifting blue, so free to go where winds lead through. and this, I know, is not a light desire. But a troubling fire.
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Apr 15
Apr 15, 2026 at 1:19 PM UTC
A Troubling Need
If you were crowned a Queen one day, and offered me your lands to lay, a kingdom given as a gift so grand, or castles built by your command, with golden shields and treasures bright, and jewrly collections out of sight, I would not reach for any of these things. I only want to live as living goes, to walk the path that no one owns, nothing more than this quiet need that grows inside and will never leave. And so I envy rivers as they go, the way they wander, always flow. I envy bread as it gently bakes, the life it gives, the warmth it makes. I envy fire’s fragrant breath, its smoke that dances so close to death. I envy roses, though I try, their beauty I can’t justify. I envy bees in honeyed lands, and April calling May with hands. I envy clouds of drifting blue, so free to go where winds lead through. I envy couples pasing by, with love that flickers in their eye and this, I know, is not a light desire. But a troubling fire. I envy roads that choose their way, that stretch beyond where feet may stay, I envy trees that line the track, and never once look turning back. I envy meadows in July sun, where summer’s heat and stillness run, I envy mountains, streams that fall, the way they answer nature’s call. I envy violins that sing in silver notes on tremblling string. I envy Oceans, Time and Space, their endless, unconfined embrace. I envy clouds of drifting blue, so free to go where winds lead through. and this, I know, is not a light desire. But a troubling fire.
/A lyrical adaptation inspired by the song “Závidím” by Naďa Urbánková, reworked and rewritten. The lyrics are edited into a poem, expanding and reframing the original themes./
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Apr 15
Apr 15, 2026 at 1:19 PM UTC
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