SOME PEOPLE LIKE ANGELS ——————————
It happens very rarely
I have luck extremely
At least for a short while
The man-angel meet real
Of them I meet a little group
Like old ladies they looks
Radiates goodness around
As brightness of Haeven rooms
They sparkling kidness impress
Unsual visdom gives relief
Forever with them you would
Dissapear your sorrows or doubst
They want from you almost nothing
They give you almost everything
You feel like lucky choosen
Finally aloved to be with them
Their mission is help, heal wounds
People rejected and the poor
Understimated much talented
Not understand themselves, alienated
They teach you to smile of hope
For change of unfortumate fate
They teach you visdom and resilience
You get it like bouquetes of flowers
Like shooting stars, kisses mothers
I want to go the way of angels
But I encounter much obstacles
People mock and laugh at me
Very rarely anyone thank me
Is the human tribe doomed to extintion
Appreciating convience and mammon
Extinguishing own sparks of God
As sign weakness recognizing love
People-angels pushing to the margins
But still send them to us patient God
How long stiil yet, how long !
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I once saw such lady old
eating one sandwich
in a cheap bar
Pilgrimage alone
trough the world on foot
I once saw such old gentelmen
feeding forest animals
in very cold winter
Such people have
bright, sharp eyes
and understanding smile
on yours face
I was one a very young man
on the verge of suicide
I was saved by looking
at the copy of an old
Rembrandt self-portrait
He had this understanding
smile on his face
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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