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New blog post: February 2 – The White Locomotive (Biała lokomotywa) by Edward Stachura http://tinyurl.com/dfpo2l
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Deacon Jim New blog post: February 2 – The White Locomotive (Biała lokomotywa) by Edward Stachura http://tinyurl.com/dfpo2l.
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New blog post: Eternal rest grant onto them O Lord http://tinyurl.com/dhoxex
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Deacon Jim New blog post: Eternal rest grant onto them O Lord http://tinyurl.com/dhoxex.
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New blog post: February 3 – The End of the 19th Century by Kazmierz Przerwa-Tetmajer http://tinyurl.com/ccf8vm
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A curse? Only a savage when he hurts himself curses his god hidden in space.
Irony? But can the worst of jeers be compared with the irony of the most ordinary things?
Ideas? But thousands of years have passed and ideas are always no more than ideas.
Prayers? But not many today are still deluded by an eye framed in a triangle, gazing out at the world.
Scorn? But only an idiot feels scorn for that burden which he could not take upon his weak shoulders.
Despair? Do we have to imitate the scorpion that kills itself when surrounded by burning coals?
Struggle? But can an ant thrown upon the rails fight a train approaching at full speed?
Resignation? Do we suffer less when we place our head submissively under the knife of the guillotine?
Future life? Who among men looks into the secrets of stars, who can count extinguished suns and who guesses the limit of light?
Sensuous pleasures? Yet there is something in our soul that thirsts amid the pleasure and asks for something else.
So what is there? What remains for us who know everything, for whom none of the old beliefs is enough?
What is your shield against the spear of evil, man of the end of the century?
He hung his head silently.
Translated by Czeslaw Milosz
Przekleństwo?… Tylko dziki, kiedy się skaleczy,
złorzeczy swemu bogu, skrytemu w przestworze.
Ironia?… Lecz największe z szyderstw czyż się może
równać z ironią biegu najzwyklejszych rzeczy?Wzgarda… lecz tylko głupiec gardzi tym ciężarem,
którego wziąć na słabe nie zdoła ramiona.
Rozpacz?… Więc za przykładem trzeba iść skorpiona,
co się zabija, kiedy otoczą go żarem?Walka?… Ale czyż mrówka rzucona na szyny
może walczyć z pociągiem nadchodzącym w pędzie?
Rezygnacja?… Czyż przez to mniej się cierpieć będzie,
gdy się z poddaniem schyli pod nóż gilotyny?Byt przyszły?… Gwiazd tajniki któż z ludzi ogląda,
kto zliczy zgasłe słońca i kres światu zgadnie?
Użycie?… Ależ w duszy jest zawsze coś na dnie.
co wśród użycia pragnie, wśród rozkoszy żąda.Cóż więc jest? Co zostało nam, co wszystko wiemy,
dla których żadna z dawnych wiar już nie wystarcza?
Jakaż jest przeciw włóczni złego twoja tarcza,
człowiecze z końca wieku?… Głowę zwiesił niemy.
From various news sources in Chicago via Breaking News: Six locals die in West Virginia plane crash
Six people from the Chicago area, including four pilots who were members of a local aviation club, were killed when their light plane crashed Friday in West Virginia, the club president confirmed today.
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Although West Virginia authorities had still not officially identified the victims by Sunday, dozens of friends and family members gathered at the American Polish Aero Club, 6615 W. Irving Park Road, to reminisce about the club members they say were aboard the twin-engine Piper PA-34.
Earlier Sunday, about a thousand mourners gathered at St. Constance Catholic Church in Chicago for a memorial service for the victims, according to the pastor.
American Polish Aero Club President Chester Wojnicki identified the members killed as Kazimierz Adamski, of Morton Grove; Wieslaw Dobrzanski, of Niles; Irenevsz Michalowski, of Des Plaines; and Stanislaw Matras, of Chicago. Wojnicki did not know their ages.
Also aboard the plane were Monika Niemiec, 26, a reporter for a Polish radio station based in Chicago, and her father, Stanley Niemiec, who was along for the ride, Wojnicki said. Both were from Harwood Heights.
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Bogumil Adamski, 29, lost his uncle, Kazimierz Adamski, in the crash.
He said his uncle was born in Poland and always dreamed of coming to the U.S. and learning to fly. He had his pilot’s license for more than 14 years, his nephew said.
“It was his dream,” Bogumil Adamski said.
Beata Zajkowska said she lost her husband of two years in the crash, Irenevsz Michalowski. She says she’s still awaiting official confirmation, but she knows her husband was on the plane.
“I am realistic,” she said. “But I have to keep hope. I keep trying to call” his cell phone, she said through tears.
But her husband, who flew for 23 years, doesn’t answer.
“I love him, I will miss him,” she said. “He loved to fly.”
Kasey Giera said she knew victim Monika Niemiec from back when the two lived in Poland, and she taught Monika is preschool.
They both came to the United States for better opportunities, she said, and stayed in touch as Monika grew up. A bright, outgoing young woman, Monika loved politics, Giera said, and became a reporter for a Polish radio station, based in Chicago.
Monika was covering the Aero club’s trip as a news reporter, and her father came along for the adventure. Club members said the idea was to buy the new plane on this trip and announce it as a surprise at the club’s annual February banquet.
“Every day on my way to work, I heard her voice on the radio,” Giera said. “I will miss her.”
The American Polish Aero Club meets in office space on the second floor of a small shopping mall on West Irving Park Road, where all the stores sell Polish-made goods, and all signs are in Polish.
Dozens of people came to the club Sunday afternoon for coffee and desserts as they looked over thick photo albums showing members at club picnics, banquets, and of course, in planes.
The picnics and banquets are annual events for the 17-year-old club. Its brochure includes a note in English saying it’s the largest Polish flying club outside of Poland.
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Father Ted Dzieszko, pastor of St. Constance Catholic Church in Chicago, said about 1,000 mourners attended a memorial service for the victims Sunday afternoon. Because the victims had not yet been officially identified, their names were not used during the service, the pastor said.
“Many members of the club were here,” he said. “They’re devastated.”
Eternal rest grant onto them O Lord and may the perpetual light shine upon them. Amen.
Wieczne odpoczynek racz mu dać Panie, a światłość wiekuista niechaj mu świeci.
Niech odpoczywa w pokoju, Amen.
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New blog post: Reviving closed Roman Catholic parishes for use by the PNCC http://tinyurl.com/c68t58
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[audio:https://www.konicki.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/sdm-biala-lokomotywa]
Sunęła poprzez czarne łąki,
Sunęła przez spalony las.
Mijała bram zwęglone szczątki,
Płynęła przez wspomnienia miast.Biała lokomotywa
Biała lokomotywaSkąd wzięła się w krainie śmierci
Ta żywa zjawa, istny cud.
Tu pośród pustych i martwych wierszy
Tu gdzie już tylko czarny kurz.Biała lokomotywa
Biała lokomotywaAch, ach czyj to jest,
Tak piękny hojny gest.
Kto mi tu przysłał ją,
Bym się wydostał stąd.Białą lokomotywę
Białą lokomotywęAch, któż no, któż to może być
Beze mnie kto nie może żyć.
I bym zmartwychwstał błaga mnie
By mnie obudził jasny zewBiałej lokomotywy
Białej lokomotywySuniemy poprzez czarne łąki,
Suniemy przez spalony las.
Mijamy bram zwęglone szczątki,
Płyniemy przez wspomnienia miast.Z białą lokomotywą
Z białą lokomotywąGdzie brzęczą pszczoły, pluszcze rzeka
Gdzie słońca blask i cienie drzew
Do tej co na mnie w życiu czeka
Do życia znowu nieś mnie, nieśBiała lokomotywo
Biała lokomotywo
Music by Stare Dobre Małżeństwo
From the Buffalo News: Polish Catholic Church may buy sites: Considers buildings closed by diocese
More than a century ago, Catholic communities of Polish-Americans around the country, including Buffalo, broke with the Roman Catholic Church in disputes over property and lay governance.
Now, two recently closed Roman Catholic churches are being considered for use as worship sites by the Polish National Catholic Church, a denomination established in 1897 as a result of the split.
Some of the vacant churches’ former parishioners —” many of whom objected to the closings —” are expected to be among those in the pews again.
The Polish National Catholic Church’s Buffalo Pittsburgh Diocese has expressed interest in purchasing Our Lady of Mount Carmel Church in Brant and Our Lady of Grace Catholic Church in Woodlawn.
The Polish National Catholic Church would establish a new parish at the Brant church, which closed last July.
Holy Trinity Polish National Catholic Church in Lackawanna wants to move permanently into the Woodlawn church, which the Catholic Diocese of Buffalo shut down last March.
Holy Trinity has been leasing the space for Sunday worship since mid- August, when a lightning strike sparked a fire, resulting in extensive water damage to its church on Pulaski Place.
—We’re hoping to buy it,— the Rev. Gary J. Spencer, Holy Trinity pastor, said of the Woodlawn site.
The parish was grateful that the Rev. John Kasprzak, pastor of Queen of Angels Roman Catholic Church in Lackawanna, offered the use of the Woodlawn facility, Spencer said.
—It was truly a blessing from God. We didn’t miss one Sunday,— he said.
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[John Chiavetta] predicted a Polish National Catholic church, which has a liturgy and customs almost identical to those of Roman Catholicism, in the Brant building would attract many former Our Lady of Mount Carmel members.
—They’re the closest thing to the Roman Catholic Church. Yes, you’re asking people to change their religion, but it’s a very minor change,— Chiavetta said. —The biggest thing is the parish would own the church. No diocese would ever close it.—
In the Polish National Catholic Church, as in most Protestant denominations, parishes decide for themselves whether they should close.
Bishop Thaddeus Peplowski of the Buffalo Pittsburgh Diocese said the Brant site could work.
—We do have people who live in that area,— he said. —And there are some Roman Catholics interested in joining with us. . . . It seems there’s enough interest there. In other cities, in other states, we’ve purchased Roman Catholic church buildings.—
Spencer said Holy Trinity would not actively seek to recruit former Our Lady of Grace parishioners.
—It would be a blessing if a lot of people in that neighborhood did check us out,— he said. —But I wouldn’t want to undermine the Roman Catholic Diocese in any way because of what they’ve done for us,— Spencer said.
Kevin A. Keenan, spokesman for the Buffalo Catholic Diocese, said the Polish National Catholic Church has inquired about the churches but has yet to meet with the diocese or make an offer.
Despite its name, the Polish National Catholic Church no longer encompasses only people of Polish heritage…
ACTS – the newsletter of the Buffalo-Pittsburgh Diocese notes:
So far, the negotiations for the closed church property have not been going too well, and that is the cause for the uncertainty.
However, Father Gary Spencer and the parishioners of Holy Trinity are optimistic, and have been praying that the Roman Catholic Dioceses of Buffalo and Holy Trinity Parish will soon come to terms on the purchase of the property.
The property consists of a church, rectory, two garages, a social hall, and two classrooms.
Everyone seems to feel right at home at Our Lady of Grace church, and getting in to church for some of the more senior seniors has been much easier as there are about 10 less steps to climb to access the nave.
Father Gary welcomes, and would be very grateful for, any support afforded to Holy Trinity by their sisters and brothers in the Buffalo —“ Pittsburgh Dioceses, but he especially asks for your prayers that Holy Trinity succeed in purchasing Our Lady of Grace church, and that the move results in substantial growth in their parish.
This seems to contradict Mr. Keenan’s statement.
Bishop Peplowski has worked hard at encouraging positive relations within Buffalo’s Polish-American community and between the PNCC and Buffalo’s Roman Catholic Diocese. I think that the Roman Diocese’s generosity, in allowing our parish the use of this building, is commendable and is ecumenically positive. Buffalo’s Roman diocese has a plethora of closed parishes and lots of land and buildings that need to be put to good use. Roman Catholic Canon law would not restrict the sale of the building to the PNCC (Canons 1222 para. 2, and in general 383 and 392). This is outlined nicely in a document prepared by the R.C. Archdiocese of Boston. Of course any reason could be cited for disallowing the PNCC purchase (price, the faith of Roman Catholics, etc.). As Fr. Gary asks, let us pray that the sale of the parish buildings succeeds and that the parish is blessed with a new and more accessible home.
In Bishop Peplowski’s ACTS article he notes:
We are now in the process of talking with groups that are interested in organizing new parishes. There has been increased interest in the Polish National Catholic Church by non members, and one person expressed her interest with the following comment: —The PNCC is a Catholic Church that is so American in its polity and government – the ideal Church that many of us are looking for.— This concept has been the hallmark of our structure as the Catholic Church from its very inception. There are Christians who are having difficulty understanding in their own churches questions that concern the ownership and policy regulating local parishes’ buildings and assets. They are discovering in the PNCC that these questions are clearly answered in the Constitution of the Church. Hopefully by our next issue of ACTS, we will have more information about the groups that are now developing into mission parishes.
With all of the problems concerning our economy, national security and the rise of secularism in our country, it is refreshing to hear that many people are still turning to the Church for guidance and inspiration. Even though we have a shortage of priests, we cannot turn away those who are seeking to renew their faith in Jesus Christ through affiliation with the Polish National Catholic Church. Yes, the harvest is great, even though the workers are scarce; we need to continue in our missionary zeal of evangelizing the Gospel as proclaimed by our Church. Growth comes through faith in Jesus Christ, trusting in His Will, and leaving all other things to fall into place as He inspires us to find the solutions to these problems.
It is a blessing when the faithful find a home, and when their need for a parish home can be met easily. May our Lord and Savior protect and encourage all those who seek His light.
The faith of our fathers, going to church on Candlemas and returning with blessed candles, invoking the Blessed Mother’s protection over home and family.
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Deacon Jim is listening to Polish Radio via iTunes – POLSKASTACJA.PL – Tylko Polskie Przeboje (Only the Hits).
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First reading: Deuteronomy 18:15-20
Psalm: Ps 95:1-2,6-9
Epistle: 1 Corinthians 7:32-35
Gospel: Mark 1:21-28
I am telling you this for your own benefit,
not to impose a restraint upon you,
but for the sake of propriety
and adherence to the Lord without distraction.
The Lord imposes no restraint
When people hear faith, religion, church, God, Jesus, or anything similar, in many instances the reaction is — reaction. Oh, umm, religion, church, not so much for me. I live my life, am a good person, love others, I don’t need anyone telling me how I should live.
The passage in 1 Corinthians 7:35 reflected in today’s readings uses the word —propriety.— Other translations render the passage differently. The RSV renders it:
I say this for your own benefit, not to lay any restraint upon you, but to promote good order and to secure your undivided devotion to the Lord.
Propriety or the promotion of good order. One of the antiquated definitions of propriety is ones —true nature.—
Whatever the word, we are to understand Paul as saying that the Lord and His Holy Church have not been given for the sake of restriction, restraint, or an absence of freedom, but rather to call us to good order, to our true nature.
The Lord grants freedom
Truly, the Lord grants us freedom, not restraint.
What is freedom exactly? It is life in accordance with God’s will. It is our call to live as God designed, a design that is integral to us. Living rightly and properly is part of who we are. It is the calling we find in our hearts, souls, minds, and bodies; a call that permeates our lives. Freedom is our call to return to the life we were meant to live, to our true nature. St. Paul refers to this as being undivided, being undistracted.
Of course humanity lives in rebellion, division, and distraction. That part of us is the part which is bound to the way of the world, to sin. Sin is separation from our true nature. Certainly, at first glance, sin can be enticing, whether it be the road to gratuitous fulfillment, or to quick riches. We may think that we can find fulfillment in sin, in self-justification, but we can’t. Every time we choose to walk in that direction we walk away from who we are, we leave our humanity behind, humanity created by and modeled after God.
When we do wrong, whether it be small or large, we feel the breakage that occurs. We find ourselves in the midst of division and distration. Sometimes, we Christians think we are the only ones who feel distress at sin, that the rest of humanity is immune to guilt, to sorrow over sin, over the damage, small and large, that occurs every day.
We are not alone! We are all human, churched and unchurched person. We are as human as the person who doesn’t know God, or who thinks that God is an anachronism, an old fashioned myth.
All of us, all of humanity is called to live in accord with our true nature, possessing the happiness and peace only truth can bring. Every person is called to a destiny that attains to goodness. That is as certain as our adoption as children of God.
When a person accepts Jesus Christ’s revelation, when they are regenerated, they find the path to the fulness of truth. That fulness can only be found by faith.
Faith, belief, the Holy Church and Her teaching grant a better, a fuller understanding of the truth. Life in the Christian community guides us. The Church is given us as mentor and teacher. That is the exact reason Jesus granted the Church His Holy Spirit, His Word, and His body. In attaching himself to Her mankind finds the surest path to redemption, to healing, to unity, to being one with our true nature. Our union with Her provides the means to completeness. In Her we find the way, the truth, and the life — which is Jesus Christ.
True freedom is the fruit of the full truth
To be truly free, to be ourselves we need the whole truth. I don’t know about you, but I consider myself wholly inadequate in my ability to heal brokenness, to reform my life, to live rightly, to discipline myself so that every unworthy passion and desire in me is destroyed. I couldn’t find my way to my true nature with a map, a GPS, and a boatload of good intentions. I need the full truth, the fullness of freedom found in following the path God Himself set for us. He shows me the way. He tells me that my potential, my latent perfection, will grow as I fall into His arms. His Word is my map, my GPS and His Holy Church is the storehouse of prayer and grace — the good intentions I really need.
How silly really, to live in unbelief, to discount God, and the witness of His followers, to rely on oneself. Let us consider our lives. Where would truth come from if not from God? Where is the path of freedom, enlightenment, and righteousness? Does it lie in manmade systems, new age spirituality, politics, trends, sexual licentiousness, in riches, or in worldly power? If there is any truth out there, in the ways of man, its seed is from God – the Father of truth.
The truth and goodness found in each and every person is the call and entryway to the path of truth, the full truth, real freedom, our claim to our true nature. Whatever is apart from this call and entryway is false and apart from our true nature. Those things that are apart from our true nature, the things that are sin, may feel good for a moment, at least until we open up the closet and uncover the bodies, disclose the skeletons, and realize that we are short of perfection and have missed the point.
In accepting the truth of God, His revealed truth, which He delivered to us in person, we embark on the path to the full truth, to complete freedom, and to the perfection found in unity with God.
“What have you to do with us, Jesus of Nazareth?
Have you come to destroy us?—¨”
The answer to evil is yes, He came to destroy you.
Truth shuts out and destroys evil. Our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ, crushed evil’s representative. What He did for the man with an unclean spirit, He does for us. He sets us free from bondage to our evil inclinations, our distractedness and division. By setting us free He sets, or re-sets us, on the path to our true nature.
‘Let us not again hear the voice of the LORD, our God,
nor see this great fire any more, lest we die.’
And the LORD said to me, ‘This was well said.
I will raise up for them a prophet like you from among their kin,
and will put my words into his mouth;
he shall tell them all that I command him.
The great fire is in the Word
Israel was afraid. They gathered at the foot of the mountain. A line was set, that they weren’t to cross. The people were in fear at the Lord’s coming:
Now when all the people perceived the thunderings and the lightnings and the sound of the trumpet and the mountain smoking, the people were afraid and trembled; and they stood afar off,
and said to Moses, “You speak to us, and we will hear; but let not God speak to us, lest we die.”
The people were afraid and would not approach God. God came in fire and cloud, speaking to Moses. Now God has come in the manner revealed to Moses. He comes as the new fire and His fire is His Word, the Word that shows us the path to our true nature.
By the fire of the Word we are strengthened and renewed
God’s Word is the fire that clears away falsehood, division, and distraction. In accepting His Word, letting it enter our hearts, allowing the Word to permeate our lives, we become strengthened and renewed. Moreover we renew the world by demonstrating lives lived in accord with humanity’s true nature. Our renewal, our acceptance of God’s fire, burns away all that stands in the way of perfection. The fire of God’s grace changes everything, from the way we cook, clean, cut the grass, and shovel the snow, to the way we work with colleagues and relate to our spouses, parents, children, friends, and strangers.
When the stranger comes to us he sees a people living in holiness and peace. The stranger finds us undivided and undistracted, focused on being the body of Christ, a body that welcomes, loves, cares for, and respects him. The stranger, all those we meet, finds Christ present through us, in our touch, our work, our charity, and ultimately in our ability to treat them as a fellow members of the body of Christ.
on the sabbath Jesus entered the synagogue and taught
He enters this temple and teaches us. Jesus is here, in His Holy Church. He is here, not to limit, not to restrain, but to set us free. In Him we are freed of sin, we are walking the path that is true to our nature. In Him all are free.—¨ We are undivided and undistracted — focused on adherence to the Lord — Jesus Christ — our freedom. Amen.
Apart — but one remembers the other
Between us flies the white dove of sorrow
Continually carrying news. — I know when you’re in the garden,
I know when you weep, shut in your quiet room.I know at what hour the wave of hurt returns,
I know what kind of conversations of people draw a tear.
You are as visible to me as a star glistening afar
Pouring out rose-colored tears, and flashing with a livid spark.Although my eyes cannot now see you,
Knowing your house — and the trees of the garden, and the flowers,
My mind’s eye knows where to paint your eyes and figure,
Between which trees to look for your white cloak.But in vain shall you create landscapes
Silvering them with the moon — beaming them with daylight.
You do not know that you must knock down the sky and put it
Under the windows, and call the seas the heavens.Then you must divide the sea and the sky in half,
In the daytime with a veil of bright mountains, at night with cliffs of sapphire;
You know not how with hear of rain you must crown the head of the cliffs,
How to see them in the moon marked off with a pall.You know not above which mountain will rise the pearl
Which I have chosen for you as a guardian star.
You know not that somewhere far away–even as far as the feet of the mountains,
Beyond the sea — I spied two lights from the window.I’ve grown accustomed to them — I love those sea stars,
Dark expanses with fog, bloodier than the stars of heaven.
Today I see them, I saw them shining yesterday,
They always shine for me — sadly and palely — but always…And you — eternally shone on the poor wanderer;
But though we never, nowhere shall be united,
Let’s hush a while, and then call each other again
Like two nightingales who are allured by weeping.
Translated by Walter Whipple
Rozłączeni – lecz jedno o drugim pamięta;
Pomiędzy nami lata biały gołąb smutku
I nosi ciągłe wieści. Wiem, kiedy w ogródku,
Wiem, kiedy płaczesz w cichej komnacie zamknięta;Wiem, o jakiej godzinie wraca bolu fala,
Wiem, jaka ci rozmowa ludzi łzę wyciska.
Tyś mi widna jak gwiazda, co się tam zapala
I łzę różową leje, i skrą siną błyska.A choć mi teraz ciebie oczyma nie dostać,
Znając twój dom – i drzewa ogrodu, i kwiaty,
Wiem, gdzie malować myślą twe oczy i postać,
Między jakimi drzewy szukać białej szaty.Ale ty próżno będziesz krajobrazy tworzyć,
Osrebrzać je księżycem i promienić świtem:
Nie wiesz, że trzeba niebo zwalić i położyć
Pod oknami, i nazwać jeziora błękitem.Potem jezioro z niebem dzielić na połowę,
W dzień zasłoną gór jasnych, w nocy skał szafirem;
Nie wiesz, jak włosem deszczu skałom wieńczyć głowę,
Jak je widzieć w księżycu odkreślone kirem.Nie wiesz, nad jaką górą wschodzi ta perełka,
Którąm wybrał dla ciebie za gwiazdeczkę-stróża?
Nie wiesz, że gdzieś daleko, aż u gór podnóża,
Za jeziorem – dojrzałem dwa z okien światełka.Przywykłem do nich, kocham te gwiazdy jeziora,
Ciemne mgłą oddalenia, od gwiazd nieba krwawsze,
Dziś je widzę, widziałem zapalone wczora,
Zawsze mi świecą – smutno i blado – lecz zawsze…A ty – wiecznie zagasłaś nad biednym tułaczem;
Lecz choć się nigdy, nigdzie połączyć nie mamy,
Zamilkniemy na chwilę i znów się wołamy
Jak dwa smutne słowiki, co się wabią płaczem.