‘The Awakening’

In the middle of the night so dark

The snow started falling from the sky

The sky was the colour of black coal

I woke up thinking whether I wanted him to know

 

I looked out the window into the depths of the world

The brilliance of the shapes deeply touched my soul

And I thought how beautiful and simple life could be

If one was born a star or a snowflake shaped so mysteriously

 

The night would have been a dark blanket of life

The world – indifferent in view of such short existance

Then why is it so, I sadly asked my thoughts

That I can’t choose the life I want so badly?

 

The night brightened as if in response

A tear froze on my cheek awaiting

For the day that was about to creep into my solitude

Gray, yet no longer black in its nature

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About Magdalena

I'm a positive thinker, a dreamer, a poet, a dancer, a writer. I want to empower people and inspire them to follow their dreams and create their lives exactly the way they wish them to be :)

Posted on January 15, 2014, in Poems and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.

  1. Dreamy, if a little nostalgic and heavy. It is during the night that the plague of self-doubt attacks and makes us feel little. But the morning always comes, no matter the weather or season. It’s up to us whether to let in the light. πŸ™‚

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