The magic happens everywhere,
But you are bored and you... don't care?
You are a god and yet you dare
To only glance and not to stare
At naked beauty in your mind -
The universe which spins around
With such a perfect crystal sound,
And you are bloody stupid child!
You can't imagine lengths at which
Creation went to gift you speech,
Just so you could not resist
Temptation to describe the beach
Where you are such a clever sand
That you can see the wave ahead -
That you have words for sea and land -
That you can know you'll be dead -
And yet you are sitting all the day,
Perfecting art of losing way,
A ship which never found its bay,
A useless junk which rots away!
So rise to godhood - it is yours!
Repair your ship and brace the storms!
Unleash your art, your willful force
Upon this beauty of a world.
Beauty and the God
© Copyright: Львов Лев, 2020
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