When you lose your way,
And you rush away
Longing for some place,
New religion, space,
When the influence
Of the outside
Gives harassment fever,
You turn up your face
With a silent quest
To eternal heavens
"Who am I?
Neither saint,
Nor sinner.."
You can hear a voice
"Just a living thing,
God's creature.
Outside and inner".
Neither saint nor sinner
© Copyright: Светлана Сиверко, 2020
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