Продолжение одного из старых циклов.
Начало цикла - тут (чтоб не искать по всему ЖЖ):
http://stihi.ru/2015/07/03/9796http://stihi.ru/2017/04/10/12246 * * *
Done with soul's sleep,
Enough of being dead!
Each breath is pain and cure, and revelation
Presents itself in every inner move,
Like ocean waves, a hot tectonic waltz,
Yet tender, soulful, touching kind of breeze.
More is to come, I know, I believe:
Once one's awakened, even in his sleep,
Vast chilling desert's gone, with all its ghosts,
Embraced by one eternal look of life,
Divine and earthly look of love itself...
09.10.2020