He came into my night, incarnated
in a wonderful dream, made of thoughts
fell in love in what he has created,
The aroma into my heart brought.
He made for me what I thought impossible
What he gave was the breath of the spring,
And dispelled all the vulgar, the falsihood,
And He conuered my heart by saint bliss.
And performed for the soul the sun's solo
And the Spirit of light with Love's grace,
gave to drink cup of bliss to the bottom,
Taught the alphabet from 'A' to 'Z'!
And forever remains in my memory,
What My friend gave to me as a Grace.
And on the cold and milky, hard way to God
In the sky He the path for me paved.
From A to Z. ЯП???
© Copyright: Елизавета Судьина, 2016
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