ANNA ZAPALSKA

Stubborn Heart

Stubborn like a wind-

Sometimes egocentric and rude,

But how beautiful on the inside...?

Thus an inner side of surface, a beauty within,

So far away, a long way behind reality,

She would wake you up with the spring

To sing for you like a bird sings at dawn

She would also wash you up with the raindrops of green

And feed you with the oranges- sweetly and softly,

Just awake the bird of your heart and sit down

On this memorable bench in Częstochowa

And read between Poswiatowska lines,

There is a light and there is a grain of Love...

THE EYES ARE NOT ENOUGH

The eyes are not enough

To learn how to see,

Another human under his skin,...

With all veins of frozen existence

And all roots of dying tree,

For one life is not enough

To learn how to understand

A man who is infected

by own "self excellence"

Thus his eyes are not able

To see how to forgive

Without using the heart...

Just impossible to reach...

Same as Love's Philosophy

Without using the Love...

IF WE ARE HERE ONLY FOR A WHILE

f we are here only for a while,

Then who needs this hate?

Do not listen to the mind......

Just open your heart

To the soft winds and stars

And hear the bona fide voice within-

If we are here only for a while

Then who needs this pain of doubts?

Every day the truth shines like a flame

Somewhere in the middle...

A long way beyond this realm-

Somewhere between the fingers

Of a new SUN RISING...

[ANNA ZAPALSKA]