I hide

in the silence

of uncertainty of tomorrow,

I am glad,

that today the sky is

above me.

I tell a tale from the clouds,

although I do not know

how it ends.

The wind gives an ending,

until the sky does not open

– I look,

because I see shapes in the sky from down below.

 Beautiful are cloudy travels

and cloudiness of the sky

is beautiful.

Translated from the Polish by Artur Komoter

Eliza Segiet

Eliza Segiet is a Polish-language poet frequently published internationally including here in Ariel Chart.

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