Poem of not-Hindu for Goddess Krishna

by Paweł Markiewicz

full chalice and I become an existence
when your memory shines
the dreamy chalice –
I miss
and I want it
a cup without blood comes true
magic of the dew – fulfilled
I am a blissful butterfly
for your sake
you turn dew into essence
into fog over the volcano
as well as into numinous sacred cow
and I am the magic of the night
a spring and a miracle
the heart with many songs
I adore this rainbow
you paint a revelry in it
the heart of the poet
my soul – dreaming
in your dreams – memories
to this cornflower

You are your glorified soul
a rainbow of being and perfect
fleeting wings of poetry
in your soul-cave – dwarf
in this pond – mirror
your mirror loves
a melancholy
the cave darkness
the light from the moon
rest in me
in you a thousand lights
of winged being
I have found myself
in your
butterfly-like heart
I will you
in the breeze
and in a seagull
of the mornings

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