Poezja

 
Moon waxes to full moon of the night
As nature has its own rise and fall betiding
Heart still raves like ocean of tide and ebb
Earthly feeling 
is just finite in space timetossed
 
Darkness mills into white beams at dawn
Rain is cause of clouds reasoining to rain
Sun kisses earth to enlightn with joy
red seems to resonate by touch of glow
 
Light of grace sees its image in mirror of reason
As Shadow preens into window of intrusion
 Valley of dead moon is yet not burried
beneath
Dream is still alive on rune of remembrance
 
Let lone silence be disowned from green
Lurid sun set be unleashed into hale of rise
Joy be spelt in room of eternal resonance
Oh i am there in vale of tunes ever intoning.