By the River Wisła I sat down and wept.

By the River Wisła I sat down and wept. Over bad days and too great world. It is not me who has force and it was never me. So I wept and my dog came. "Can I sit with you here" He asked. Yes. We took a deep breath and looked over the water.

Would that be a relief if I write ...

It is so difficult to cope with the art of life right now. The emotions spread and there`s no way to hide. What`s more difficult is that you cannot forget.


The mass, unexpected event that can happen in every moment to any people.


And still you must go on. That`s life on Earth, you must go on.

...to reconcile is better within a crowd for me...