Adieu

Time to say farewell,

Yet another goodbye.

Each time less intense,

Each time more clarified.

Six years have done me well.

Aged a bit and soared.

Six years of tender Europe,

Six years of Poland swell.

Humbly may I leave,

Leave some souls behind,

My reasons are so simple,

Extremely justified.

Nevertheless these roots,

Keep winding down their core,

But what shall I say to myself,

When there is no core no more.

New skin like fur I will wear,

In the bitter Northern cold,

New skin I hope will keep me safe,

And teach me yet some more.

Marek Birner 15.09.2011

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