as a child i believed
that when there's light on my skin
i'm safe
as long as this physical reaction hits the tips of my fingers, i can keep calm
because nothing can happen to me
i am full of light
full of brighteness
tonight i walked through one pathway of our town
i didn't see a single lamp for hundred of meters in front of me
and all i kept thinking was
there is a light somewhere
and for every darkness there's light
so i just closed my eyes and walked patiently
i put all my trust into the light
into narrow strings of yellow and white gazing through the strong and heavy darkness which mixed my fear and silence of november's evenings
i am glad it is monday today
leaping above fog of fear i grew wings to fly, i sew them just from my trust to the light
and so it came
as i hit the bridge that separated two pathways: darkness and light
i was able to breathe the oxygen under street lamps and - light
i felt safe
i felt untouchable
and happy, because darkness didn't hurt me, she just wanted to talk to me about my fears
and i was afraid i won't understand her language
so i remained silent
and when the light came, i spilled it all out to strings of night
light just stood there and listened
i didn't get an answer
but it was okay
because both light and darkness listened to me
in the same way
even though i talked differently to both of them
i felt safe
in the light
and light felt safe
in the dark
so i've learned a lesson
tonight on one pathway in our town without a single lamp for hundred meters,
for every piece of darkness,
there is million of starsand i
am one of them
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Poetryto jediné nie je umenie všetko ostatné áno preto, aj ty si. ten pocit to umenie ty (poetry 2016-2021)