In silence
I am impressed with dawn
with its brightness
as if it wanted to devour verdure
to eat its fill with flowers
black clouds whirling over the head
take actions for a war
I am impressed with morning
with a while given to me
it is stupid to look into nothingness
to congeal like a statue
to flow
brightness of rainbow like glow suddenly
lit up a garden and peonies
I see colours like in dream
in which space paints
whispers of imagination
blades of fancy
mixture of colours
happiness before a screen
and silence which burns
Boguslawa Chwierut
Czaniec, Poland
thank you very much and I cordially greet you