Oh creative people, I adore your work!
Let your only feeling be creative joy!
Let the stream of poems always freely flow,
And let really nothing stain creative joy!
No rigid critics, no evil trolls,
Feel delight in dizzying constant change of roles,
So that soul would soar, healed by poetry,
But not die from crazy notice that may kill.
Oh Creative people, flying is your essence,
So free and beauteous, albeit a translation,
Move from yesterday's past to the present tense,
I love creativity! Even when nonsense!
When you are creative - flourishes the truth!
Out of aloneness when the moth flew
To the light so let him - fly to happiness,
To the joy horizons, that have no ends!
Oh creative people, I adore your work!
© Copyright: Елизавета Судьина, 2019
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