Life's Potpourri… Poem by Aleksandra Szymanska

If life is but a flame, an ephemeral spark,
thin thread in the eye of faith's steel needle,
isn't its worth meant to light up the dark,
embroider answers to existence's riddle?

Let every day become a scented, blank sheet,
just ready for God's invincible pen.
Let every dawn know each dusk's been complete
by the song of goodness filling meek soul's den…

And even if love is but a dreamlike sigh,
an erratic dancer, evasive but so dear,
follow its steps in trust you won't cry,
look passion in the eye without any fear…

Stand tall when your dreams meet a bad fortune's sword,
with the truth on your shoulder play the fair game.
And fight if you must with a wise man's word,
die rich in freedom, like a peaceful flame…