My portrait
The way of my soul that I set out.
I know what's more important to them here
And passport control, customs seal,
Certificates... Alas, how many of them:
Marriage, divorce, inheritance...
They don't care what my verse says,
What did I suddenly forget to breathe when I was a child!
But my portrait is not a face,
Not how I feel about co-religionists;
And for that matter, after all,
My true portrait is only my heart!
And the heart doesn't need any passports,
No certificate, no customs, no border;
And if there is love in it and a dream -
Enough to keep beating!
22. 05. 2017.
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