Translated by Przemyslaw Musialowski 2/3/2019
Don't say - such a world, crazy world,
Don't say - you'll only waste your tears, don't cry,
Be happy, while there are reasons for joy,
Enjoy every day that's giving you:
The moon, the clouds, rain, reasons for anger,
Spin, spin, spin - in the eye of your own axis.
We're going into the Beyond, we're going away from you
Into an Unknown Area - inert
Not counting our steps - we permeate into the systems
Of bright matter - transparent shadows.
We make the thread from the stellar yarn
And we follow it sleepily
along the switchbacks of unknown galaxies,
Feeling distant - like some weirdo,
Or postal pigeons in arrival;
Space-time's shared antiquity.
Wieslaw Musialowski 1/11/2019
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