The Magic Time Poem by Jolanta Gradowicz

I’m sitting in the little space,
Calming the chaos in my mind.
There is no other safer place -
I left the noisy world behind.

The silence fills every corner
Of the room – my little temple.
I conjure the magic hour -
No daily struggle, no battle…

I take delight in the moment
Where everything is possible.
Troubles and sorrows seem distant,
I try to believe it’s real.

I’m in the peculiar zone
Between the future and the past,
Being on my own - quite alone.
It’s the magic time, let it last…