Maria Pawlikowska-Jasnorzewska - The Poems

TO THE WORLD (Światu)

This is the world for me. We shall not part.
Its great weight crushes down onto my heart
like an unconscious lover.
I offer it everything fearlessly
though it waves death in its fist, threatening me
the world's faithfullest lover.
It lays out trinkets, toys, dead butterflies
in front of me. They stay here for a while
before the gale hurls them into space.
I kiss all its multimillion lips:
please, world, speak love to me before my last sleep
deep in your embrace.
(1928)