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Hugged by flames of loudly fire,
He heard the voice of the liar,
Speaking as himself on his own.
In a silence he was caught by desire,
Taken like by a merciless wire,
Frozen as a heaviest stone.
Swimming in the waters alone,
He lost his fireside shore
And got captured by a blinding star.
By now it is maybe a time!
He is nearly crossing the line!
Touching Great Timeless Fire..
A fire beyond the peace and the war.
Is that the voice of the Lord?
Water is freezing, but he is not getting cold.
Is that the pulse of the world?
Rising his hand towards the sky..
Since now the time is not passing by.
But something is chasing him. Why?
Is that the message left by the sky?
Meanwhile
Who will show us the guide,
While we helplessly burn in Prometheus fire,
Perhaps given us by the sky?..
(Иллюстрация: картина "Луна и море"
художник - Георгий Дмитриев)
Meanwhile
© Copyright: Аполлинарий Волков, 2020
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