Awakening Poem by Koray Feyiz

I counted three streets on the right and I hit the road.
One day: the numbers can lie,
My voice can come from far away even from my own ears,
Life is magical.

At the first wave, the boat becomes sheltering.
Even the wind also increases,
Just enough to tilt the trees out of their roots.

What is love for me? I have not reached yet,
I am what I am, I have a plenty of defects
Also beyond that, I do not bother.

If you feel sleepy, tell it to me I will draw aside
The palisades', they are like the black lace in the night
At the end of this journey,
Another awakening is waiting for me.


Koray Feyiz
Translated from Turkish by Koray Feyiz