Posts Tagged With: prayer

Scorching


do cover my sleep with stones
you stranger in a blue coat
if you have a light touch
they will become hearth baked bread
round between shoulders and hips

my life is a hot oven
as long as I will sleep the dough will be softer
slowly it will froth again
I will be just a salt grain in the middle
kneaded inside

don’t ask for my name
don’t wake me up at any cost
don’t cry if you will hear me whining
like a baby in a trough
I will vanish within the boiling leaven

keep your tears safe
you must have the heart to liquefy
that small bead of yeast
left in the end

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Prayer


the candle trays are heavy
I hardly find my way among dead and alive
holding a drop of new light
crossing myself with my hand still warm

people stand shoulder to shoulder
the bell-ringer pulls down the rope
I’m beginning to feel the earth’s silence
candle flames are sizzling in the sand
upright or bending
separated or united

I get out into the sunlight
slowly stepping over the grass
an old cross raises in the church’s yard
still upright
an apple tree had grown beside it
leaning completely towards sunrise
almost touching the stone

I come back under vaults
crossing myself again
breathing much deeper
.
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Vagrant Song


I bear too many tears brother angel
I’m shivering like a lilac in bloom
under rain
it smells like sea salt and blood
all your teardrops lie in my eyes
they were not cried in times of peace or war

I haven’t laughed in the desert
I haven’t smiled like a street vendor
my heart’s corner whimpers
an infant without milk from its wet nurse

brother angel you are bitter and half-brother for me
Job gathered his strength from his weak bones
he knelt completely
he cried out

I was a child I was crying myself
within your eyes
I was younger the waters stood still
today I step over the sand castle’s shadow
dragging my pile of bones in chains
on my knees
I’m crying with foreign tears
take pity on me take them away

and if it will be so
I shall come back to you
from the land of faraway promises

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Antidote


Until when, my God
will you be asking me to beg you
to grant me a more powerful poison
than that before it?
How much longer will I be counting rosaries
in which the last bead shines brighter?
How many seconds yet a bigger seashell
will swallow within her younger sister?
How many days shall I fast stronger
than the old hungry man earlier?
And God – until when a more tender Death
will fall down under sickle?

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