I will open to you an awful mystery
Why I don't love anyone and will not.
Because in the power that is singular
I would murder my partners straight off.
I love not the balls but the sea - the reason
Sea of balls in time, as for people - no!
And the balls on threads - they don't know grievance.
Their brilliance is cheering - earthworms.
But when suddenly the Blue starts to scintillate
And it waves in motion - approaching me -
I will grasp the law of flowers from antiquity:
Why blue color is marking all the seas!
And then, reaching the point of bright Serenity,
And by holy revelation I will lure -
I will kill the pards rising to Fidelity,
Turning them at last to the God-manhood.
Awful mystery
© Copyright: Елизавета Судьина, 2019
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