Saturday, January 15, 2011

M. Jak Milosc Program 2

poetic pearls


WELCOME IN MY TIME!

Precious
masterpiece of our Creator.
appeared to me in all your splendor.
Watching
delight my eyes.
In your light dies
the night of my pain.
Birth of a new day,
a wonderful day.
I see the sun again.
Welcome to my time!
My world
black dress in beautiful,
beautiful colors of your lights,
is enriched your precious treasures, it smells
you.
Welcome to my time!
are no longer alone,
flight, flight
neverending blue,
breathing air of happiness ...
He left the chaos in my mind.
Welcome to my time!
not go away, please,
Clinging to you
not plummet into the abyss of loneliness.

MARIO FESTIVAL

and I will come '

And I will come to meet you,
that day
I finish the account of my days, I
I know it will be like a dream
in a swirl of colored lights,
in the luminous wake
of the road that leads to happiness
.
love You'll be there,
waiting for my arrival,
to fly me, and I
light as air
'll be joining you finally
heart pounding,
like the first time
you took me by the hand
gently.

LINDA PONDS

Dews

A tired pink dried up, withered
by the merciless sun,
that, regardless, burns
to take your breath away ,
now lets go
oblivion abandonment,
unwilling to fight.
Suddenly
a drop of dew,
slight relief to such burning.
Here is another one, sweet coolness.
Yet, to awaken the slumber.
Perhaps, perhaps, is not the end.
The night, though dark,
is dotted with stars.
Look at the sky! How wonderful!
Watch sun, is no longer an enemy.
All around a flight of butterflies,
decorate the air with colorful colors.
I like the pink one worn,
'm alone in this rugged way,
exhausted and abandoned.
you, my friends
like drops of dew,
down on me
to restore life.

LINDA PONDS

like feathers

light as a feather from the wing
driven wind
would fly in the sky
to touch the silver stars,
twirl gently
repose on the moon, lulled me
and finally sleep
up there in the firmament.

LINDA PONDS


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