"Everywhere is good, where we are not present"*

In London it is snowing in the night.
Forecast, which was the cause of
class cancelation at university,
is becoming true.

Behind the window white flakes are flying
to finally land on the Earth
because of the gravitation force.


It’s snowing. White, wet snow.
World become more like from the tale...


It is almost like in Tatra Mountains...
Almost...
But there is no Tatras behind the window.
There is only a flat street
and a line of houses in front of me.
There is only snow –
that snow,
although the amount is not as big as in the Mountains...

It’s snowing. White down.
It is covering streets like a coat...


It is almost like in Poland.
Almost…
But there is neither Poswiecka Street
nor Pilsudskiego…
Behind the window I see the writing: “London Road”
covered with the snow…

However, fortunately,
human is not a fungus –
human can move.


*It is a polish adage. That is why it is in quotation marks.

"Tolerance" - Stanisław Sojka.

Why we don’t talk about our painful things straight out?

Building a wall around you is paltry art.

Sensitive word and tender touch are enough;

Sometimes I only long for, look for them.

Oh, Dear God,

The life is not only to take,

The life is not only to stand by.

To live you have to give yourself.

Your, my problems and our fights, politics...

But each hair like our years has been counted.

Let’s let the man who has no sin throw the stone first.

When I close myself for others paradise is far away.

Oh, Dear God,

The life is not only to take,

The life is not only to stand by.

To live you have to give yourself.

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