I am happy

 

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My head is full of wonder––filled with roses? No…

bluebottles and poppies in fields of windswept corn

swaying like open sea. It was the height of summer

when…

I remember it well… I was so happy then.

 

I felt almost silly. My legs raised up, so carefree…

Blue sky soaring above me, entwining puffs of cotton…

He sat right next to me, his hand… he touched me gently when…

I remember it well… I was so happy then.

 

My mind still wanders to those old, swaying cornfields.

I hear voices of children, or are they angels’ trills?

My brow turned grey… ah, yes, it was way back

when…

I guess I will remain happy… now, even as then.

 

 

Poetry by Stanislaw Kapuscinski (a.k.a Stan I.S. Law) to the bronze sculpture Equilibrium by Bozena Happach