There's an untouched energy blanket
they lie in their sleep, veiled,
where no human foot has ever set foot,
lie seas of the hidden beginning...
Baikal and many other sacred places
Everyone is immersed in magic around
And this Holiness has imperishable beginnings
My soul firsthand met...
I saw the endless sky
And the blue of Baikal with the reflection of the sky
I saw all the sunrises coming
And the white clouds flying start...
And touch this thrill of light dreams
my invisible hand did not rise,
I realized, disturb this dream
time while on the Ground didn't come...
Covered
© Copyright: Игорь Васильевич Шестаков, 2020
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