воскресенье, 29 ноября 2015 г.

by Altynshash MY VERSES 


My white - verse like a tale - prose: SPACE

I, II parts

Does particle of soul be only part of Universe?
Whence have we came to this mortal coil's world?
What does this mean - «clinging for life in this world»
in the chain our incarnations of the living substances spirit -
Where do we fly away during sleep and with death?
Does immortal soul be incarnated in the body?
Does love live in Universe?
And Mary's tears - are salty sea?
Two halfs of vast Universe mixed flows of energy
to transform them to the world of men and gods
and cosmic entities,
like Your yellow - blue stare
that looks at the ground a bit haughtily,
a particle Your Universe - is impression from my memories -
I've collected the impressions like a beads of magic pattern,
when I’s weaving my magic pattern
I'd added the gifts from the ancestors to my prayers
for creating the necklace of my defense,
and I’d decided to wove a little Sun rays
for the shiny color with Wind flows to breathe the life,
and also added the Rain with cold Autumn,
and with a strong thunderstorm in warm July,
and put a black and a white pieces of Space
into the number of beads
for that my necklace has been magic,
and I've covered some beads of cranberry by Snow,
and I wear my magic necklace to show You.

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