Jolanta Gradowicz


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…

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  • (9/20/2006 5:53:00 PM)


    Magical moments are rare indeed in this life. We must treasure each one that we are given for time is as fleeting as a butterfly. Lovely work, Jolanta.

    Love,

    Sandra
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 20, 2006

Poem Edited: Saturday, February 24, 2007


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