If in your life you have no choice
And no attractive goal,
You hear the solitary voice
In deepness of your soul.
You must forget your silly pride,
Your disappointing whim;
You must remember, whom you hide:
In yourself hide you Him.
Your are uncouth and naughty whelp;
You perish and you nod;
But always you receive His help:
Your trustful friend is God.
1995.
Your friend
© Copyright: Владимир Микушевич, 2011
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