The Ship Sets Sail

The Ship Sets Sail

Marka Míková / Marka Míková

The ship sets sail

like a child I wave at it

disappearing beyond the distant horizon

My hope

has wings, they say

I wait for it

Till it returns

The waves break on the prow

My hope

Come back to me

Wind and rain

tear the words from my lips

Maybe it doesn’t hear

When I call

Come back to me

Come back to me

How much is left of the night, my guardian?

How much is left, my guardian?

The guardian says

Morning is coming, but it’s still night

If you want to continue your quest, then go,

Come back to me

Come back.

Words

Marka Míková / Marka Míková

Word…word…word…word
The echo sneers
Just a word …word…word….word
The wind is bending the trees
said
heard
still endures
I am knitting my brows
The word…word…word…word
Is coming back and I cannot sleep
The word…word…word…word
It tosses me aside then lifts me
The sentence that was spoken
How long it applies
It nestles in my head
Returns and multiplies
A Grey heron stands on the shore
The mists rise slowly from the fields
Night turning into day hurts
And in the silence something moves
In me or outside me
Word…word…word…word
A few sounds, a little breath
Word…word…word…word
resonates a while then fades in silence
treacherous words
dirt and stones
I want a new beginning
To drink from the spring
Word…word…word…word
sets everything in motion
Word…word…word…word
Oh, God, forgive my fault
Again and again it shakes me
Up und down
It lives in my memory, I can’t drive it off
Back to my head
However hard I try