This little lion is my pet,
He loves and guards me
In the present.
He doesn’t like
Those moments when,
The future opens
In my crystal ball.
In the reflections I can see
Myself as a woman
Of quite so many talents,
That brought me fame,
Success, and wealth
About which I couldn’t even dream.
It all is shown there but…
My little guard, my little lion
No longer is with me.
That’s sad…
To the painting Foreteller
© Copyright: Дитрих Липатс, 2003
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