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The yellow fall
Arrives again
And winds began to blow
Why do we call
Snow, wind and rain?
Why do we stay alone?
That time in us
Compassion brings
To every living soul
And we can ask
Most holy things
From winds of coming fall.
We can forgive
All evil deeds
And can forget all faults.
We can believe
In God, indeed,
While leaves of autumn fall.
In lonely rains
In gloomy winds
We find at last our peace,
So, let them stay
In autumn’s wings,
Let them much more increase.
Осень
© Copyright: Татьяна Недоспасова, 2005
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