Иван Коневской
В небывалое
Ivan Konevskiy
Into the untenable
“To run into the flawed, untenable,
Escape own way? ...”
Verse-maker, keep away from saying ‘Nay!’,
Keep saying ‘Licit!’
‘Forever’ – that’s what’s death,
Whilst power’s ‘pro tem!’
For, the inevitable’s – false
And isn’t worth it.
‘Things may, might be!’ –
That is the way to say,
‘You never can’ –
a way to make soul captive.
I do escape into the chance,
Its spun…
No rubicon’s perpetually efficient;
I do love truth, but also sympathize
With attitude –
Each judgement is sufficient…
And, only given, that we have some time,
Eternity is fine.
For, beneath each belief there always
Lurks a doubt…
Which proves a treasured seal –
A stamp of will profound.
Ivan Konevskiy Into the untenable
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