Non Omnia Moriar
NOT ALL I DIE
[Horace, Ode]
Unchangeable are
the laws and principles,
both those on
earth,
as well as those
in the Cosmos
and in them the
law of circular motion.
Therefore, one
must die as much as necessary,
leaving such a
trace
like a wheel
that rolls on the ground,
until it falls
off its axis
and does not
crumble.
The body must
die when it loses its breath
And to the earth
it returns, like everything
that is born of
it
and which from
it drew nourishment for life
For its
development.
But after every
existence there always remains:
DNA and after
people, memory and conscience.
They survive in
words,
the memory of
people and everything,
with which you
have interacted during
- your life,
like in the
wheat grains
from which you
bake bread
- for
consumption, there is everything
that from the
earth and the air
the plant has
drawn for life.
You must take
care to leave in them,
truth, goodness,
beauty and peace,
and not evil and
poisoned traces.
For what you
have created
and what you do
not take with you to the grave,
will become
karma for future generations
and it depends
on this whether they will curse you,
or bless you.
For death
is,
keeping yourself
within yourself
- for oneself,
but also:
the surrender of
corporeality to the body of the earth,
and the image
and deeds to the memory
of the living as
if they were fossils.
Krakow
13.09.2022
Death And Murder
Everything that
lives must die one day,
because even the
brightest star,
loses its energy
and collapses,
to end up in the
Black Hole of the Abyss.
And man, who is
aware of the rights of life,
when he loses
his strength and does not know the way to keep it,
knows that the
time is coming to say goodbye to his loved ones
and to wait in
peace until the heart has lost its rhythm
and the memory,
losing its power, will preserve
- the most
beautiful moments.
However, not
everyone is given
to die in
silence and it often happens
that man, like
an animal, kills man,
imitating the
laws of nature governing the earth.
and on it death
is not necessary,
is associated
with black and purple
- and these with the laws of weather and
storm.
For when steam
rises to the sky
And forms thick
and heavy clouds,
the sun's
radiance takes on a crimson hue;
The wind carries
the dust - whirls it away;
Mixes them with
steam, creating a black hole,
in which, like
anger among men,
with a roar of
clouds makes itself known,
until, at last,
the lightning, illuminates the spaces,
it strikes a
tree, a rock or a stream,
trees, buildings
- sometimes
kills people.
Hail destroys
life in our crops;
the wind uproots
trees;
and destroys
everything it meets on its way.
So, what if
after a storm,
a rainbow on the
clouds
- announcing
peace,
But it is
incapable of restoring
a broken life.
Someone will
wisely say:
- such are the
natures laws;
it has the power
to give birth - it has the right to kill.
But it is said
that wisdom distinguishes a man,
that he has
reason in his head
and can remedy
misfortunes,
by fighting
disease;
watching for
fire,
is kept in
check;
and the water to
the houses flows through the pipes.
Thus, can man,
stop sudden
death.
He can also
accelerate
And like the
storm - destroy and kill.
So can all
power,
which dresses
itself in purple,
like the sky
before the storm,
the blackness of
its troops,
like threatening
clouds
gathers around
itself,
nourishes them,
feeds them, armours them
keeps them ready.
Lawyers - ready,
to pass
judgment,
as for Socrates
and as for Jesus;
executioners
ready to kill
and finally, an
army ready to strike;
to kill
thousands or even millions
to seize land
and amass treasures;
to save his life
and power,
and unable to
accept death;
his body in
sarcophagi
for eternity.
Memory of
himself in songs, chronicles;
holy litanies,
but not of those,
who were killed;
burnt at the stake
and in
crematoria
- who did not
live to see their own death
in peace and
silence.
Krakow 14.09.2022
Threnody IV
In memory of our
sons Grześ
and Rafałek, who passed away too soon
Everything in us
froze, like an eternal waiting,
Entwined in the web of the evil spider.
The cursed
Errata's thread has broken the frail,
taking away what
has yet to come;
The cry it did
not allow to listen;
fulfilled the
joy;
Has carried away
into the sadness of irrevocable silence;
did not allow to
name, to hug, to recall.
Dawn usually brings
joy but this one was black,
as if the
endless night knew no end.
We stretched out our arms in vain.
A corner of my
flat would remain empty
- things, little
things, were meant to serve you,
today they
remain in vain mourning
- a reminder of
a moment
that no one has
yet been able to name
and yet the dawn
was near.
Already a cry
was heard in the awakening of the night.
Which suddenly
fell silent.
Only the pain
and your departing figure remained;
dawn, dust,
darkness,
the paralysis of
feelings with endless despair.
Cracow, August 1976
MARIAN DZIWISZ
MARIAN DZIWISZ born on 01.01.1943 in the village of Michałowice near Krakow. Graduated from Primary School in Wola Zachariaszowska; Lower Seminary of the XX Missionaries in Cracow (1961). He obtained a master's degree in Polish philology at the Higher School of Pedagogy in Kraków (1966, now the Pedagogical University) and a doctorate in philosophy (1980). He was editor and secretary of the following editorial teams: socio-cultural monthlies: "ZDANIE"; "PISMO LITERACKO - ARTYSTYCZNE" and "FORMUM MYŚLI WOLNEJ" in Krakow; adjunct professor at the Institute of Teacher Education, ODN in Krakow; teacher of Polish language in high schools and technical high schools; lecturer of philo-zophy at Krakow universities, including postgraduate studies in philosophy/ethics for teachers at the Krakow Institute of Education Development. Between 1987 and 1989 he became interested in religious studies and became co-editor of an anthology of texts: "Buddhism" (1987); "Taoism" (1988) and editor of the anthology "Judaism" (1989) published as part of the library of "Pisma Literacko - Artystyczny". He is the author of the philosophy and religious studies entries to the "Popular Encyclopedia Powszechna" published in 1995-1998 by the FOGRA Publishing Office in Krakow. He made his debut as a poet in 1978. Later, his poems were published in, among others: "Zdania", "Okolic", "Pisma Literacko-Artystyczny" until 1990. His poetry volumes include "Ergo sum" 2007, "Madonna" 2011, "Categorical imperative" 2014, "Tak sobie" 2020, "Paradise apple tree" 2021, "NASZA POWINNOŚĆ - OUR DUTY" - Polish-English volume 2021; "Michałówka moja mała ojczyzna" 2022; "Tajemnice rajskiego ogrodu" 2022. In 2015 - 2017 three volumes of short stories "Semper in altum - Always Rising" in LSW. Since 1987 he has published a number of scientific and popular science articles in journals. He is a member of: Creative Arts and Letters Association; SAPS. Association of Artists and Writers of the World; International Union of Humanists - WORLD UNION OF HUMANISTS. He lives in Krakow - Poland.
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