petals

Rzęsa to gąsienica
Przekształciła się w motyla
W jedno ulotne
Spojrzenie które
Wyfrunęło
O poranku
I osiadło
Na nieznanych
Górskich kwiatach
Chcę dotknąć to ustami
I ucałować jak prawdę

.........
This eyelash is a caterpillar
That transformed into a butterfly
Into a single
Transitory look
That flew away
At the break of dawn
And it settled down
On unknown
Mountain flowers
I want to touch it with my lips
And kiss it like truth


......


Your hair run
Like a herd of Wild horses
And cascades of leaves
On the plains of my Memory
There grows a tree
There sprouts your heartbeat
And my fingers touch
The Old man's dream




......


That night
When I went to sleep
Under her warmth
I was then multiplied
In the realm of imagination
I became colorful skies
And she a revolving sun
I became an insect
Laying his eggs under the willow
And my children were born
And fall on the earth
Like ripe lemons
That remind me me of that
Shining instants