I want to lay down
In a bed of flowers
Walk into the woods
Dig into the earth, barefoot
I want to lay down
And see the trees
Reaching out their arms
Sheltering me
Let my body still
Blossoms tickling my cheeks

Translated by Przemyslaw Musialowski 11/6/2019

Don't hope for any light

Don't hope for any light in the midst of a storm,
neither on earth nor in the sky.
For whoever awaits it will certainly die
and he'll be a bell, ringing at his own funeral.
And only those won't be covered by the dark coat of night
who within themselves will find the light,
to clearly illuminate their path,
by kindling their own spiritual fire.

*by kindling their own fire of the spirit all alone.

A Toast

A fool would be the one who wants at sea depth
to quench the thirst that burns him from the inside,
who, clinging to the wide wave,
rises up with her and collapses into the abyss.
A fool! ... Life, the great cellarmaster,
is only going to give him a goblet full of bitterness.
Even without us, the seas flow into the abyss -
long live the wine!...

Maria Konopnicka (1842-1910)

I will never not be amazed
Of how magical it is
To love you.

Without a doubt
You are the one
Who keeps me coming
And coming
Until I reached it.

You keep me alive
You help me stand
You ******* guide me
Even without your knowledge

That is how
Powerful
You are
To me

I made this poem
(Or just a flowery letter)
To say
How madly in love I am
With you

I want to live before I die,
I want to feel before I get broken and turn into pieces,
I want to know what love means before I learn to hate,
I want to be me before society changes me
into something I don’t want to be.