I nestle

I nestle close to your breast I desire to hear
life’s mystery warmth like light reveals
the inner sense of quietude you suffer with
I listen to your regular heartbeat and I seem
to be a castaway on shore – one by one I am
battered by the waves of your silent words
and pushing me father and farther into the deep
of the unknown land, away from the depths
of your soul

DARIUSZ TOMASZ LEBIODA (Poland 1939)

From: Shade of Eternity

The Feral Press / Cross-Cultural Communications

New York 2018