God’s Inspiration–Boguslawa Chwierut

God’s Inspiration

You inspired me, my God, with words
which I sometimes don’t understand
they light in the night
and on the day they blossom in the garden
with banal smell

You inspired me, my God, with sounds
which are played in me
by swans disguised as a lake
as evening nocturns

now You know why I am silent
when the night is coming
and when I am in the garden at dawn
looking at the shine of the lake
on which stars cry in me
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@Boguslawa Chwierut
Czaniec, Poland