R E D E M P T I O N
Is so tigh among the scales
Cold, gloomy, inaccessible
When winged seed is pushed
By rain and by wind
Own shelter will find
And slowly can take root
In spring will gorgeous bloom
This smell , charm will be admired.
Above scales flying birds
Until one birds couple
Build nest there next it.
About this place charm
Will sing birds very nice.
In a desert dry, murdeous
Cold nights and dune shadow
Smal cavity will protect
Until white, royal lily
Grows there unexpectedly
It’s roots after primeval garden
Where lived angelic beings.
Only hearts of some people
Are so petrified, so bare
That even if feed them love
Will not blossom of life
Only tunder from skies divine
A sudden lighting will open
Draining in veins the blood
Can give tortment, suffering
Redemption life-giving
Only tunder from skies divine
Only shock of divine sword
Only grace of divine whip
Search fearlessly for this
Be prepare for this
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I have lived in Poland since I was born. I am a graduate of the Jagiellonian University in Krakow, Psychology.
I worked as a psychologist with children and adolescents. Now she works with terminally ill people. For years he has been painting pictures, composing music and above all writing. I write poems, short stories, essays and fairy tales for children