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A DREAM

Twining round with an awkward flight and with a flat of sense his wird steps,
He wends his way through life, submissively accepting days the fate his designates..

Without ceremonial and fame, he’s just a usual guest on Earth,
Observing all the universes building, he has the greatest force..

And after having tirelessly walked a lot f thousands of steps,
He’ll stop at the crossroads, go down on his laps..

He doesn’t recognize the gladness, he saws the current of the thoughts
The life is full of rigid laws, and course of life cannot be stooped..

It’s here, and without knowing the aim of his eternal way,
He suddenly turns out as if he got tired during endless day.

He’s seeing Something, hopefully he stretches himself forward,
He lets the thoughts of passion to kill the work of doubt..

He will exclaim without being afraid of scaring off
You’re here, my dream, you’re here, my love!

The dream’s awake, it shines, it lures, it cares with crazy passion,
But he won’t revel in, he’ll wait in desperation..

His soul’s howling inside, his heart and brain begin to fight!
No one will be in disadvantage, the victory won’t bring to light..

His sense is feeling innocence.. He’ll reconcile the billow of emotion,
He’ll use, he’ll exercise the caution, he’ll let it live and find the sense..

And every road he passes on, he makes the labor of misgivings.
Who’ll answer him in what lies essence of the road – in labor, joy, or steam?
Or, maybe, in swift dream?!

And reading all the lines, I recognize myself, I walk through life the same as He is walking..
And going through the mist, I feel the life is stuff, but I accept it all without talking..

But I believe! And though the dream is really small,
Those wishing to take in, they’ll get to know..

(2007)

Description
A DREAM

Twining round with an awkward flight and with a flat of sense his wird steps,
He wends his way through life, submissively accepting days the fate his designates..

Without ceremonial and fame, he’s just a usual guest on Earth,
Observing all the universes building, he has the greatest force..

And after having tirelessly walked a lot f thousands of steps,
He’ll stop at the crossroads, go down on his laps..

He doesn’t recognize the gladness, he saws the current of the thoughts
The life is full of rigid laws, and course of life cannot be stooped..

It’s here, and without knowing the aim of his eternal way,
He suddenly turns out as if he got tired during endless day.

He’s seeing Something, hopefully he stretches himself forward,
He lets the thoughts of passion to kill the work of doubt..

He will exclaim without being afraid of scaring off
You’re here, my dream, you’re here, my love!

The dream’s awake, it shines, it lures, it cares with crazy passion,
But he won’t revel in, he’ll wait in desperation..

His soul’s howling inside, his heart and brain begin to fight!
No one will be in disadvantage, the victory won’t bring to light..

His sense is feeling innocence.. He’ll reconcile the billow of emotion,
He’ll use, he’ll exercise the caution, he’ll let it live and find the sense..

And every road he passes on, he makes the labor of misgivings.
Who’ll answer him in what lies essence of the road – in labor, joy, or steam?
Or, maybe, in swift dream?!

And reading all the lines, I recognize myself, I walk through life the same as He is walking..
And going through the mist, I feel the life is stuff, but I accept it all without talking..

But I believe! And though the dream is really small,
Those wishing to take in, they’ll get to know..

(2007)