Awake

Awake

Now is dawning
rays of morning
garden welcomes day
I still hear you
Istill touch you-my voice fly
to stalks which border your body
to your body which sleeves hard night
to universe named by you
stop being just copy of sad life
sad turn to riches
wake just call you
turn , the gate is right there

I reached to you
to many times
you don?t let me to miss sunrise
probably your gesture-after all
you are made by stone
maybe I talked to you through my eyes.