All pride of world – the silk of worms,
oblivion of Ideas, mixing of bloods.
The grin of repletes, the pain of hungries
in the vale of tears of souls that somewhat free.
Here is the value of the world – thin image,
the dew that sounds by sonorous string
in overtone of distant oceans...
the eagle;s throne of high clouds.
Do you hear?.. Aria of covenant...
The spacious wind of stormy summer
descends into the sea of dormant grasses,
to embraces of silver leafy grove...
Again Aquilo celebrates,
Apollo that disdained gold.
What world will offer to the Sun of storms?
The Light do not partake the bitterness of vines
that twined the figure of cast city.
O, Cephalonian Triad
of frozen at the icon snakes...
Hymenaeus asleep of saffron fields.
Unscorched only the fleece of comets
of your hair, heavenly Ganymedes.
Ganymedes Сaelestis - Heavenly Ganymedes
© Copyright: Максимилиан Агнэлий, 2013
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