The loveliest dawn dwelleths in the bosom.
A mild magic word rests far below.
A balmy spark flying in the soul.
Homeland would be charmed!
I love slight journey towards stars.
I will wing conjuringly moonwards,
where the most reflective poem is made.
I long for dreaming angel,
who donates oneself – for your wings.
Most fervent fancy be unfolded!
Attractive muse, that attends me.
dwelleth – archaic – dwell
bosom – archaic – heart
to wing – to fly
fancy – fantasy
The marvel of the freedom: In patches
The vault opens oneself at dawn.
The calyx of an Arctic alpine forget-me-not reopens
for an enchanting glory of the sunshiny dreams,
because of the eternally august poem,
that reads lenient and benignant.
Throughout the day:
there is up there a paradisiacal flight
of all halcyon seraphim,
singing through the stoicism, eudemonia
of many celestial dreamers.
Under the sun: a rhythm in wings of butterflies.
After evenfall: the paradise closes itself.
The springtide has gone to bed in aestival splendor.
In addition overnight a balmy sempiternity sleeps as well.
Here below a sensitive firefly flies,
above so ravishing earth.
In danger owing to the raveners of the night.
Indeed spared thanks to the sheen of Luther’s star.
The earth becomes a dazzling hereafter.
It remains not far from June sparks, the little fire.
vault – (poetical) sky
benignant – mild
halcyon – peaceful
seraphim – seraphs
aestival – summery
ravener – bird of prey
sempiternity – eternity
About The Author:
Paweł Markiewicz was born in 1983 in Siemiatycze, Poland. He is a poet who lives in Bielsk Podlaski and writes tender poems, haiku, as well as long poems. He has published his poetries in many magazines. He writes in English and German.