What Next... Poem by Dorota Szumilas

What Next...

Rating: 5.0


I sat down
on a bench

gazing at small cascades
on Grajcarek

hearing the swoosh of water
falling down

I am wondering
what next...

the time has stopped to myself
in Szczawnica

as if I had a plenty of it
for this moment of reverie

I am going to think of it
tomorrow

(transl. by Annaya Chomczyk)

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Surya . 28 June 2009

yeah! right now you better enjoy the flow of water and the nature. beautiful write, . voted10 surya

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