BOZENA HELENA
MAZUR-NOWAK
WOMAN
it will always protect you - trust
me
so she told her mother
she clutched it in her hand until
it hurts
she whispered a silent prayer when
they
stripped away her dignity took off
the pride
she did not fight with the drunken
crowd
now painful memories
are helping others
the bloody cross still
hanging on her neck
© Bozena Helena Mazur-Nowak
THE SOURCE OF LOVE
At the top of the stairs of your
Church,
were scattered crumbs of eternity.
Between
them, I found the sweetness of your
heart.
You asked me to stay, even though,
I was unworthy.
You, forgave my sins and didn't ask
for nothing.
Bestowed me with never ending love.
The memory of your gentle touch,
made that I spinning with unlimited
trust.
You – the enchanting mirage of
endless love
rain down on me like Heavenly
brightness.
Stand close by me – stay in my soul
and my mind
and deep down in my heart –
wherever I be.
© Bozena Helena Mazur-Nowak
SUNRISE AT THE SEASIDE
wrapped with the night
cuddled in a shawl of memories
filled with love
I froze on an empty beach
with feet stuck in the soft sand
staring into the abyss of the sea I
can see how
soft golden-orange ball
emerges slowly and majestically rises
up
spreads its arms above the horizon
cold night slowly dissolved in a
navy blue depths
golden rays bring warmth and hope
surfing on the backs of the waves
tenderly stroking on the coastal
rocks
tear through pine branches
pour on the dunes
tickle crumbs of amber and shells
scattered on the beach
enriched by the next dawn
ready for sparring with a new day
I prepare my heart for another
night
©
BOZENA HELENA MAZUR-NOWAK
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