Awakening
God!.. I’m afraid to believe!
To believe my own eyes.
A moment – measures infinity
by the heart, through these lines.
Fingers and eyelids, and lips...
tears on sunken cheeks,
forehead and temples... again – lips.
My hands are too rough:
My God! You gave this miracle!
Her life is pulsing on my hands...
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