..And for a thousand years I'd stray in dark
And be a bounded soul - no home, no name,
But someone somewhere set for me a spark,
That's now a brightly burning shining flame.
It was to show the nature of the things,
Uncovered what's been buried underground.
Oh, brother, let us overcome our sins!
Forgive, as it's forgiveness I have found.
We fluently have shared pathetic words -
Our swords and shields, our knives and loaded guns.
We've always spoken dead and secret tongues;
Regretfully, they were two different ones.
Oh, let alone the priceless time I waste, -
I was a week unwatered tree without thine care! -
The grief I felt, the bitterness I taste
Is far too heavy for my heart to bear.
I beg the Universe and sacred space
In hope I will forget thy hair of wheat,
The haunting memory of thy deceiving grace,
The book of us that I resumed to read.
Someday it's time to put it on the shelf, -
It is way better to let go than to preserve, -
Thus let it be a blessing to myself
That love of yours I never will deserve.
адреса: https://www.poetryclub.com.ua/getpoem.php?id=643102
Рубрика: Лірика кохання
дата надходження 11.02.2016
автор: Алёна Белавежская