The Dawn (Poem)
Whispers to me slowly now
Great wind of the dawn
Crawling down in to the plains
Burning the Danube with your touch
From the towers of the churches
And the water of the puddles
Nature plays in your red shades
No one told you no to wake those who sleep
In to the ground , in the deep
And I'll know how to speak ...
Speak to you ...
Dawn , your crown the rising sun
You bring water to the dried
And light to the doomed ...
The graveyard , full of your light
Craving for its humanity that's lost
Bring us to the border that we can't see!
Help us walk the bridge that's to long!
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