[Say something nice] Poem by Eeva Park

Say something nice.
Even a fib.
so what if I don't believe you,
that people shine,
say something about this light, that surrounds them
like a flame's glow from a candle
and when you saw the glimmer of all the seven colors
with glasses
and without
and believing
and not believing your own
eyes and power of sight
and the fact that others don't see it,
that they don't shout from surprise,
don't jump from their seat
looking, how the person in front of them is shining
in this triumphant light,
which surrounds him like a glow of a flame from a candle.

Translated by Jayde Will