Is there nothing in the world,
That could reflect the magic ring
Of music of the fairy chord,
Let light and love inside you spring?
Nothing’s subject to you one!
You love the wind and its caress,
But having threatened it with gun
Or web, you’ll never will possess!
You love the lightening, love the moon,
But if you take them from the sly,
There will be eternal gloom
Or they will simply make you die!
Pick up a star – it will go out
For the one, who prayed and loved it…
Don’t thirst for something you can’t search –
Don’t steal an icon from a church!!!
(2003)
Do not steal an icon
© Copyright: Талвир, 2007
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