Life as a field,
Great like,
But only you will start to go,
You look already and have passed.
And beyond the field is the forest,
There is always darkness in the forest,
And there is not a day,
And there is no night,
And the birds do not sing there.
There is no time in the forest,
Those who get there,
In timelessness they live forever ...
Do not rush to run through the field,
The sun you enjoy and the singing of birds,
Time for you,
Live your life happily.
Life as a field
© Copyright: Иван Земляков, 2017
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