on the page with my poems
“I N S O M N I A”
The Sun behind the clouds hides,
I know, that together with the birds
And with the wind will fall asleep
And then I really live,
To sleep I can not just.
I can hear the murmur of leaves
And wind hum behind the window
Even the breaths sleepy around people.
And my soul to life wakes up then
I fear of it anything to drop,
I continually would like to chase this life.
It seems me just then,
That when I fall asleep,
That my life will go out.
Therefore, when all sleep around calmly,
I do not sleep, I chase my life running away.
I would like to enrich more it yet,
Does not to let anything throw away
What it can be kept’
-the hum of the wind behind the window,
-birds’ singing , flowers’ scent in the morning,
-the blue of the sky’
-the moon ,stars and the sun,
Because I will say sincerely,
That I do not believe
In the life after the death.
Only here and now,when I live,
It happens , what it is the most beautiful,
From here it is insomnia mine
And this my happiness.
Translating from Polish E.M. too.
I love you honey….