Poezja

(after G.A. Watermeyer)
 
Four walls against the wind and the weather,
four wall to avert the glaring sun,
 
with a bright lantern burning against the wall
until the hour of midnight,
 
a blonde wife with green-brown eyes
to keep this place sociable
 
and when the lightning falls blue-white,
when the rains falls for fourteen days without an end
 
the fields have turned to green,
are overwhelming in the season
 
and we thank the almighty Lord
for peach trees that are budding.