SMALL TALK AT BUKOWSKA AND LIBELTA: A poet in Poznan. - Poetry Chapbook, 2012.

“Krabo” They say moon is the same for everyone Streets are hostile or friendly Nothing depends on your luck You exist cause you’re taught to...

Sunday, May 9, 2010

"Shangri La"

A giant mountainside
I passed to meet your eyes
Topped with fountains bright and exploding
Paradigm of youth
Nature’s living proof
Everything in third eye is evolving

Towards the source, towards life
Never ending paradise
Traveling eastern blazing skies
Of Shangri La

An icy river wide
I sailed to meet your heart
Currents wild and wide as thoughts revolving
Compass rescues me
Phantoms roaming free
Nothing in your forests is corroding

Towards the source, towards life
Never ending paradise
Traveling eastern blazing skies
Of Shangri La

A crystal hall of tears
I passed to meet your years
Must’ve been a million of them sailing
Is this immortal life
Devoid of end and strife
I can hear some distant echo wailing

Towards the source, towards life
Never ending paradise
Traveling eastern blazing skies
Of Shangri La

A fertile meadow green
Resting submarine
Breathing there is easy with the comets
Space emerging one
With the youthful sun
Spending thousand years like one long morning

Towards the source, towards life
Never ending paradise
Traveling eastern blazing skies
Of Shangri La

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