Awaked Day Poem by Maria Barbara Korynt

The aroused day, feeling still
the unsatisfied of the early morning
shivers tormenting it, are blushing
are turning poppies red,
blooming with shy blush of green,
covered poorly grass with yellow marsh marigold.
He is raising eyes surprised at cornflowers
seeing to skies blue spilling
out with whiteness clouds.
They are fleeing, like the human life.
Licking with gilding tongues
with solar caress are chasing them,
and poppies... more and more are blushing.

Reserved with shadow of trees,
is peeping of raising insects
as bent are drinking flower goblets
filled with the nectar.
They are attracting with the gentle fragrance
and the slightly sweet aroma giving lively juices
back are merging with insects world.

Air filled with birds' trills
is announcing the bright evening
promising the wonderful coming.
of the hot night, full of surprises
bringing relief in the land
of Nod and the man
Day already behind us,
so everyone is waiting,
that the night will be a touch of happiness,
a caress of the fate and a gift,
and I know that this way it is,
if only we are able to reflect
our love rapidly of day...