Cyprian Kamil Norwid

1821-1883 / Poland

Give Me A Blue Ribbon...

Give me a blue ribbon - I will hand it back
Without delay...
Or give me your shadow with your supple neck;
No! not the shadow.

The shadow will change when your hand moves,
It tells no lie.
Now there is nothing I want from you,
I take my arm away...

In the past God healed my wounds
With lesser things :
A leaf stuck to a window pane,
A drop of rain.
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