Cloudiness
I hide
in the silence
of uncertainty of tomorrow,
I am glad,
that today the sky is
above me.
I tell a tale from the clouds,
although I do not know
how it ends.
The wind gives an ending,
until the sky does not open
– I look,
because I see shapes in the sky from down below.
Beautiful are cloudy travels
and cloudiness of the sky
is beautiful.
Translated from the Polish by Artur Komoter
Eliza Segiet
Eliza Segiet is a Polish-language poet frequently published internationally including here in Ariel Chart.
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