Wolf and A Man
written by: Paweł Markiewicz
I
Man
July morning in my heart
intimidates the poetic muses
a thousand stars in the sky
heralds lyrical fulfillment
You – wolf do not even know how much
I like the dawn full of dreams
I love the morning dew
sometimes the star falls to
my pond and warms it up like
a spell from a fairy tale
Wolf
and I like shooting stars
which shine very brightly
like a star of fantabulous kinsfolk
born of my wolf’s dreams
I like secret trails of You – man
to the homeland of the fairies
sometimes I dream about
lilies and their wonderful fragrance
that bring dreams
with the most beautiful diamonds
II
Man
Sometimes a dawn brings dreams
to your silvered heart
and a soul smelling of a lavender wolf
the star of eternity illuminates
a secret way of destiny
the way of the romantic ladybirds
is covered with stardust
which comes from the heart of a butterfly
the butterfly carries all
dreams of a palatial wedlock into distance
Wolf
golden dawns and the diamond sky
tiny star over our homeland
all this says that I am inspired
man your thoughts are wonderful
sometimes the star of eternity
becomes a thousand shooting stars
which I adore like a rainbow
homeland-philosophies
become velvet poetry
and phoenixes who are dreaming
III
Man
you are a poet – the wolf
the beauty of words is fulfilled
in shooting stars from
magnificent ruby rainbow
beautiful thoughts about
philosophical times are ours
poetry is fulfilled such as a superb ewer
and fills the cup of the soul
with feelings from this world
or the land of fairy tales
Wolf
Do you sometimes think
about poetry born of a thousand
dust from butterfly wings
I like the charm of your poetry
man – romantic philosopher
the starry night heralds
fulfillment of the winter rainbow
and June good beetles
their homeland is the way to the stars
where the magic of words rules
IV
Man
which the philosophical crystal
does decorate a noble soul of
a romantic charm full of dreams?
wolf I am touching your mark left on
path with roses as grandiose counterpane
the philosophical path
to the wizarding world
embellished by ambrosia
so ambrosia wraps me up
like a bird in the morning wind
Wolf
the star is smoldering
but it does not burn
because it’s like crystal
of existence – of dreams of perfection
Man where is your scarlet garden
on the hill?
or maybe in a lush valley?
in the heart of the romantic there
are 1000 stars they envelop him
for them they create poetries
V
Man
stars and moons
are our forgetfulness
in the melancholy of the evening
or revival of the cup
of your wolf’s marvelous soul without vexation
sometimes a dream can
warm the whole heart – deeply
if I were a fairy I would charm
noble time and the memories
of flight of angels to the stars
Wolf
lovely burial mounds
romantic druid altars
I left for you
a pebble dear man
near them in the wilderness
this forest knows a thousand sweet
secrets of the soul of the druids
the soul is crying but
it is always romantic
like ways to the lavender country
NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR:
One day, a young man left his homeland and went to a zoo near an ancient forest. He watched wolves in an enclosure. A young wolf came near the young man – a poet, philosopher and dreamer. The man looked into wolf’s eyes with eyes full of eternity. The wolf’s eyes became gentle and beautiful, like an eternity of a wolf’s soul. The wolf has become as friendly as a dog and began to bounce with joy. A wildness of his nature during this meeting fled like star dust during an evening druidic mass. The poet wanted to write a chapbook entitled “Conversations of the young man with the young wolf”, which had to immortalize this extraordinary meeting.
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