SPACE-TIME POCKET OR LONG -DISTANCE TRAIN —————————————————-
On a long-distance train
That you ride for a long time
There are night meetings
Conversations important
Silence unnamed
Love not fulfilled
It’s nonknow here why
Fate pushes someone
Meet with other man
About anything much talk
To look at yourself
Or almost confess
Is unknown magnetic power
Brings someone closer together
Or pushes a way some other
As if melodies their souls
Very similary sound or no
It’s as if God in a vase
Put various flowers-worlds
To give them chance coexist
And watched what came out of it
You’ll meet there traveling scouts
People from weddings, funerals
Smuglers, hefts, trafficers
Vacationers with childrens
You’ll meer a little girl
In shoes don’t match, too big
No one is for her waiting
She runs away, doesn’t know where
You’ll meet a young man there
He goes still back and forth
Next to you he sit down
And ask you for drink and food
You’ll meet a young famous person
Who will with you in love fall
To extra compartment invite
Don’t trust you him and run away
You’ll meet there a visioner
We talked about pararels
Unexplained, mysticall
And about other experients
You’ll also meet someone there
You have meet before already
You are against prejudiced each other
But fate wants to bring you togetherer
So this train like a vestibule
Or pocket space-time
And all detained there
Disperse at the station somewhere
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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