A charming day,
An elegant wind
Keeps reading our thoughts,
Tearing us apart from within...
A distant heart of yours
Is higher than all the skyscrapers,
Why doesn't it even hurt?
Why, buried in old papers,
Our feelings will stay tuned
To the cosmic rhythm,
To cold and solemn sounds
Of nature's affectuous changes?
I've been looking for you for ages,
I knew before we met what we could have become...
I keep listening to the music
In which I drown.
*This poem is devoted to a perfect piece of music by a Polish classical composer
Jozef Brzowski.
Jozef Brzowski - Dramatic Symphony
© Copyright: Марина Чиянова, 2021
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