Guarding angel

***

I saw an unfamiliar figure
Rapidly bursting in tears,
As if nothing happened for real,
As if I could not send any cheers.

The door opened and an Angel of Heaven
Opened in tender… opened widely his arms.
I had no believe… forever and ever
In any other pagan pantheon of Gods.

A spectacle made me feel childish
As I was an adult no longer again
But my heart screamed in a vain.
My sincerity fared so foolish…
Since then nothing stood in remain.

I did not notice the snowy weather.
I did not gaze my eyes to his face.
But I felt since now together
We would run that eternal race.

So I knew… No more delaying!
The book’s opened. I’m no longer a child.
If behind the door there’s my way,
So I have a true reason to try,
So I always felt that I may
Have no any purpose to cry.

So neither I wanted to lay
But with all fear and terrify
I knew that meeting you may
I say to my home, “goodbye”.

2nd May 2023

P.S. Inspired by the novel of Leo Tolstoy “Childhood. Boyhood. Youth” with a translation of an American professor of Russian literature Judson Rosengrant.