„Fosforos” – science poem
Me who is stardust
Me who is
Me who is dirt, a dust, of stars
Me who is carbon, primeval
I rise those words to you,
who was born in almighty light
Who has come down to Earth’s abyss
To be present, on Earth as in heavens
You so luminous, buried – to be resurrect
In all what lives on Earth
You source of life,
You who are giving us our daily bread
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I direct my thoughts to you
In times of war, scarcity
You, excavated, manufactured and sold
You, now too expensive to get
Yet… you are always most precious
for those most humble, not useful
Each day I’m so carelessly getting rid of you
And forget about you
But you are always with me
I get you in my blood
So, I’m giving my offering of you
To those who need you most
primeval carbon
I rise
this words to you
I turn to you
with my thoughts
Without you
There is no life
Who is so precious
And life brining
Yet i am losing you
Each day
I’m getting rid of you
Like worthless
You who is always in me
Invisible, hidden
You whom absent
is absent of life itsel
I didn’t know
how much I needed you
I didn’t know how
important you were to me
You who were born
in supernova
You who are bringing life
from stars to Earth
You who are creating life
Wojciech Olchowski 