CHAMBER DOOR
The songs of volcanoes are vague and misty,
explosion sparks are flying high.
There is darkness of fire at the dome on the sky.
God! What is the meaning of your cry?
Oh, the nude, cruel Moyras,
your oracles trembling for?
Their responses were, as I heard –”no more”!
Why did you heartlessly and roughly swear?
Didn’t you swear by the ashes the of your kids?
And the chamber closed its fiery door!
Chamber door
© Copyright: Аргутинский-Долгорукий А.И., 2004
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