Translated by Dilyana Georgieva

 

Before,

while walking in the dark

so as not to lose my way,

I stared not straight ahead

but at the sky.

The stars

illuminate our earthly paths

unwittingly.

Actually

their light

is for those travelling towards us.

If we decide

to utilize

their light

to reach them

we’ll need to row

against its stream.

With the speed

of a falling star

we row

to prevent us from falling

like a slap

in the face of earth.

Our oars

scoop the darkness

which we swiftly throw away

in the pupils

narrowing in the light,

as not to disappear.

Our thought

of ever returning

is an endangered plant

that doesn’t blossom

in a vacuum.

There are at least

two skies

we need to pass through

before reaching

the inhabited

planet:

from our sky through theirs

or

after ours

ours again –

to save at least one

of the endangered plants.

Now,

when walking in the dark,

my pupils absorb it

not to see the path clearly

but for the stars to be less visible.