Alexander Blok - When you are crushed...

When you are crushed  and down-trodden
By men, or troubles, or by grief;
When under  heavy plates of  sorrow
All that  you loved is fast asleep;
When  down the city desert, hollow,
Despondent and immensely sick,
You drag yourself towards a home
And  hoar is heavy on your cheek,
Then -  for a moment, stop and listen
To stillness of the frosty night.
You‘ll  then perceive another living
You cannot see in daily light;
You’ll see anew the distance glowing,
The night  awaiting for the dawn,
The puffs of smoke still barely showing
O’er garden whitened and forlorn,
And sky – the book between the ages;
You’ll find in your ruined soul
Again your  mother’s image bending, 
And in this sacred stillness learn  -
The decorations on the lantern,
The frost-coagulated blood, 
Extinguished love -  all will re-kindle
In your tired and grateful heart,
And you will bless all things imperfect,
And you will know that life's much  more
Than quantum satis* men aspire,   
And world is perfect, as before. 

1911/2020

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Александр Блок
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*quantum satis -  (лат) достаточное количество воли  - ницшеанский принцип (ВП)