My feet
Clothed in
Gray Converse
My eyes
Bathed in
Beauty
Surrounding
My senses
My heart
Full from
My time
with Felipe
My Brazilian
Son
The city
It’s ground
Alive with
Rich history
Feeling the
Generations past
The richness
Of medieval times
Coming through
In the castle
Archer stations
Polish lure
Of a dragon
A people
Hardy and proud
Destroyed many
Times over
Tenacity serving
As a
Guiding light
I’m alive here
The Earth
Vigorously surviving
Embracing me
On a spiritually
Deep level
A simple life
Available to all
Surrounding beauty
The call
To my
Hungry
Searching
Soul
Rick Ellsmore
From Krakow, Poland
10.1.19
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