Awakening Poem by Maria Barbara Korynt

it is only a wind, this way is humming with rain.
It is only a dream, what it didn't flow still with the

night, it is encouraging me to close eyes.
I will rest in the sleep, when the dream befuddles me.
So I am giving up and I am jumping on my small cloud.
There nobody will reach me...


I am falling asleep,
I am slowly falling asleep,
I am already sleeping,
I am sleeping soundly

and...
I am dreaming...

Lightly I am breathing
blowing air from lungs.
I am a sail flapping
in the wind,
with kite who is being raised high.
with bird,
with cloud,
with mountain,
with creature.

On me an Eye is watching
the outer space!

The space-time continuum
is opening the doors for me
to the paradise.

And now... I am
Ewa in the Eden,
with Adam in the green grove,
with the lover
and the lover in May...

I am falling to world!
I am clinging
with strong claws of one's existence...

I am tasting essence of the life.
I am dancing the immemorial dance
of surviving, of being, of growth...

I am going from one to the second station.
On the way I am meeting people
who can't see me, they are passing,

because they have covered eyes.
Dream enthralled me...

How not to be fine – being,
to wander far
not moving right away.

I can hear...
I can hear...
I can hear!

It is only a noise I can hear!

A noise is reaching me,
short circuit inducing
collision of the dream with reality
is already a real world

awakening...


Maria Barbara Korynt