Tell me,
How to feel the light
of the unity and sound?
You will be always right,
'Cause everything I found
In this world
Is made
By You.
And I curse You
With my rapture,
With my hate and delight!
Tell me,
How to hear the light
Of the extasy and death?
I tried to guess,
What you was made of:
Fires, divine songs or madness?
You were above
The foolishness and sadness
Of that world You made.
Was it a fate?
That world You made
Was not prepared to die.
But I trust you. It's not a lie,
And now I know,
How to see the light
On my own.
ANS
© Copyright: Галя Хорошева, 2017
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