krace od zauvek

The brain processes data 60 beats per second.

Remember how as children we would exchange stickers in school yard.

Feel the danger and scream in the face of life: give me adrenaline
Run into the arms and traps with  chest exposed
Walk the crumbling road
let all milk teeth fall off from stumbling
Look evil in the eyes
Stare at  evil in the mirror

on average  the heart beats only 60 to 100 beats per minute
and still wins the race that the brain should lead
teach me life
to run across the burning field
to be consumed in a fire that the winner started


make me a traveller with only one suitcase
make me walk for years
open my wounds
make me confess
make my confession true
make me cry


let me sing
of a wind that
made a feather lend on a stone
of a seed on the land of ashes
teach me a song
of forgivness

I dare you life,
give me the turbulent movement of light
I will play with my shadows
I will create shapes with my hands

but never make me doubt
the sunflower's longing
for sun
don't spare me
of pain and darkness,
of loss,
for anything except
the little space between my ribs