Staying just here
To hear the darkness
To feel all the smells
And to hear different voices
But very important
And perhaps most of all
Is to hear yourself
Just to hear your heart
That’s why the darkness
And that’s why the silence
To hear just yourself
And to learn what is for
Fine things fine feelings
Fine locks of hair on lips
World is so fine and so thin
Blow…and nothing
What for? And Why?
It’s so hard and unclear
Darkness…and voices
Everything and nothing
Everything’s mixed
And got lost in the reasons
Birthday and Death –
They are always together
We are just motes
In huge Universe
Looking for something
Asking for something
What for? And Why?
Our life is a moment
But always darkness
And immortal questions
What for? And Why?
Hear just your heart…
05.03.1999
Darkness
© Copyright: Елена Черноскутова, 2005
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