title: (Not) yet born

Royal Club for Literature and Peace 

title: (Not) yet born

Kasia Dominik

title: (Not) yet born 

(On the occasion of Children's Day)

My Child, you are the fulfillment of dreams,

the scent of a meadow fragrant with herbs,

a gift from God, a golden ray.

When you grow in me, the night sparkles with pearls,

the moon looks with a trusting eye,

and the honeyed fields wave with their corn..

I beg Heaven that you may be happy,

see your mother's face in the morning dew,

have a family home with friendly health..

Because you are the love that comforts worries,

the spark of hope of an act of shooting,

the sigh of a moment that is moved with tears.

Be the stronghold of my lost life,

the smile of an unborn child..

Kasia Dominik

(Poland)

documentation: Waffaa Badarneh