To The Dawn Poem by Maria Barbara Korynt

on the horizon the sun
is slowly sinking in dark water
the sky is blood-red
with additive
pink and of grenade

a grey day is going out
in the colour of the inflamed crimson
the silver night will be very
quietly, ruled all the way
to the dawn

I am giving up
Morpheus long is waiting for me
the sky is darkening
I have already opened
shoulders for him

I am closing my eyes
even for me an eyelid won't tremble
the heart is mad
tired I am sleeping by him
which is handing out dreams...