
May all this feeling rightly shine
Through all the dots
Kindly bright.. to be
So kind
That I am pleasing to us all
With common heart slightly torn
May all this feeling be as just
As growth unruly couldn’t last
The base was awful
So was I
Forgive me, please
Heart Divine.
Guide me
Through the limits
Trust me through the stars
Until now and ever.
Bright.
May the dots become?
Please?
Text and photography: Alicja Pyszka-Franceschini, 2025
