there is a whole earth of solitude
and only one small lump of your smile

there is a whole sea of solitude
your tenderness above it like a lost bird

there is a whole heaven of solitude
and only one angel in it
with wings as weightless as your words

(Halina Poświatowska, Oct 11, 1967 – translation by Marek Lugowski)

This image was created in Photoshop Elements as illustration to above poem