It could have happened. It had to happen. It happened earlier. Later. Closer. Farther away. It happened, but not to you.
You survived because you were first. You survived because you were last. Because alone. Because the others. Because on the left. Because on the right. Because it was raining. Because it was sunny. Because a shadow fell.
Luckily there was a forest. Luckily there were no trees. Luckily a rail, a hook, a beam, a brake, A frame, a turn, an inch, a second. Luckily a straw was floating on the water.
Thanks to, thus, in spite of, and yet. What would have happened if a hand, a leg, One step, a hair away?
So you are here? Straight from that moment still suspended? The net’s mesh was tight, but you? through the mesh? I can’t stop wondering at it, can’t be silent enough. Listen, How quickly your heart is beating in me.
translated from the Polish by Grazyna Drabik and Sharon Olds
At last, my love has come along
My lonely days are over
And life is like a song
Oh, yeah, at last
The skies above are blue
My heart was wrapped up in clovers
The night I looked at you
I found a dream that I could speak to
A dream that I can call my own
I found a thrill to rest my cheek to
A thrill that I have never known
Oh, yeah when you smile, you smile
Oh, and then the spell was cast
And here we are in heaven
For you are mine