Iren

A Dream

So warm! The sand caresses my feet And the sun warms my body’s essence. I run forward, the water shines, Playing with the radiant sun’s waves. I don’t want to go back. But I hear footsteps and someone’s voice. A breeze has already touched my hair. I opened my eyes… Windows, walls. Tattered curtains—not drapes. Everything is gone. The castle and the sea are no more. A hospital… and in my eyes—only sorrow. I look out the window—searching for an answer. How hard it is to be sick in summer…

19.08.1997

Outside, it’s frosty. Seriously cold. Everything’s covered in snow, even the house Outside my window. The wind sways the snow, The curtains breathe with the wind, But it can’t get to me inside the house. I won’t let the frost Freeze my nose. Let it go away And take the sadness with it. Here, a blizzard and rain Are unwelcome guests. They can visit, But they can’t be sad here. Take the winter storm And the turmoil of grief. Smile, house, Outside my window.

17.12.1997

It Hurts

Sometimes in life it hurts, And you say to yourself, “Come on!” But there is nothing worse Than how scary people can be.

Someone might have been beaten, Someone else cut with a knife. But there is no sharper knife Than a heavy word.

You can wound your hand, Or fall from a tree in the garden. But there is nothing heavier Than a look full of reproach.

Pain happens in different ways: You hit something or you feel hurt. But what hurts more intensely Is what people can’t see.

Don’t judge me, people! Don’t you be my judges! He who doesn’t see the soul’s pain, Let him not judge it either!

5.08.1998

A Home for the Soul

How nice it is to have a home, Where there are no doors or windows, Where there is peace for the soul, A big home—just like this! But there are different homes, And for the soul, winter Can be in some homes, While in others, there is anger or fear. And there is a very quiet home, You’ll have a hard time finding it, But if you find it— You will find peace in it. Love is the right path To find the essence in these homes: With whom your soul should live, To share joy and sorrow. Don’t go wandering from house to house. When you find your home, take care of it. Preserve the coziness in this home, There your soul will have shelter. There is a time for the soul, When it gets cold there too. That’s why in this big world, Find a home for your soul.

2.07.1997