Poem by Alicja Maria Kuberska
A Song of the Night
On a warm June night, gentle wafts of air
Tangled into the tulle curtains.
Invited by the open window
sweet scent of blooming lilacs entered.
Among white jasmine flowers
a modest nightingale wove its nest
adorned the night with a song of love.
Loud trills reached the stars.
On the clear black firmament
starry constellations spilled out.
The Moon cast silvery sheen
Upon the sleeping garden flowers.
Tiny musical notes sprinkled the Earth.
On the stave, as in a diary
inscribed the charm of the night.
A nocturne was born.