Tracks Poem by Dorota Szumilas

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Rating: 3.9


-To Pola and Wojtek Wę glarz from Szczawnia-

I found myself
in Szczawnica

The fate wanted me
while listening to birds singing
to meet a Kindred Spirit
and more than one

The fate
grinned
within the sun, trees, waters
and nearby rocks

The fate took me to
the trails of Pieniny
which... criss-crossed
with the paths of life

Thanks to this
I am coming out of the woods!

(transl. Annaya Chomczyk)

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Sanitarium like a place, when people 'done' rehabilitation... like many places in Szczawnica. People after every ill. Szczawnica is a beautifull place - city in Poland. In Szczawnica there are not only ills, but many tourists. Near this city there are mountains named 'Pieniny'. Please, look for example: http: //www.szczawnica.net, or: http: //www.pieniny.com; or: http: //en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pieniny

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Surya . 28 June 2009

lovely poem. enjoy the comforts and beauty of the place. nice voted10 surya

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Pablo Cruise 13 March 2009

This speaks more to me as rebirth rather than fate. Very lovely, Dorota.

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Chitra - 13 March 2009

fate leads you where it wants to...there is no way out..just keep going good one

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