How striking it is, to see it again,
This unusual show
Of your friends, no longer to understand
You, changed some time ago.
Your image in their heads is still fresh,
They've been knowing you to the boot.
But you just take the knife and slash
The ropes, throw your parachute!
A new motor is roaring silent to them
And the spread of the wings unseen from the earth
Is bringing you into the new realm
Above the ways of the most.
So let their voices' familiar chore
From the distance still call you, old -
You don't feel your weight any more,
Indistinguishable in the fire of gold.
Delta Airlines, 10 January 2015
(Translation from Russian original: http://www.stihi.ru/2013/06/06/1112)
Icarus
© Copyright: Дмитрий Александрович Гаранин, 2015
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