The Parallel Realms

 What is it like

to live between two realms,

to carry parallel dimensions in your heart,

to be here and there,

now and then at the same time?

What to do

about dreams that are shattered

by the godlessness of empty eyes,

in the misty presence

of all around?

Life is like 

a landscape:

It passes by;

you observe its changes,

its going low and high

until it vanishes 

with your traces.

Like a colorful kaleidoscope,

beads on a tread,

you cannot be

and escape from hours;

just go, you are like the wind,

but so are they!

And you are and were and will be –

These are the parallel realms:

then and now and thereafter–

only you remain who you are,

like a tree that stays a tree.

The Parallel Realms © Ladanseuse

Transl. "Paralelní světy"