Days after days, the places I face,
The people I see, the beauty of thee!
But still somewhere deep inside
I feel approach from the other side!
Like flashes of the unseen past
I see the blinks of shapes and dust.
Someone has been here before me
But shall I ever meet thee?
From far away I hear voices -
Little flames of past time noises.
Between you and me the time and space
But still somewhere is a meeting place!
I've never seen a shape of thee.
However, I cannot with this agree!
I feel like we have met so many times.
I feel thy soul through all the lies.
How did this begin to be?
I know, I've never seen a shape of thee
But one day shall open up for us the skies
And I shall remember thy magnificent eyes!
Flashes of the unseen past
© Copyright: Ильзар Абдрашитов, 2021
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