God s Herald Божий Вестник

               
Sometimes I feel depressed a bit,
sometimes my heart’s on cloud nine.
sometimes I’m naughty like a kid,
sometimes I’m dutiful and fine.

My mood’s like weather – hot or cold.
None can predict it nowadays.
Sometimes I’m like a thunderbolt,
sometimes I’m quiet and soft like haze.

Even the most far-sighted man
can’t see my soul’s shady nooks.
They’re beyond the average ken
of humankind and common looks.

I’m unpredictable at all
and one should simply realize
I’m rolling like a stone or ball
through kicks of fate, to my surprise.

You’ll ask me why I’m carefree
and idle as a human being.
The cause is that my soul’s free
from everyone and everything.

I’ve just got rid of any ties,
which keep the soul in a jail
to flow up high into the skies
like a spell-bound nightingale

that sings of people’s fruitless dreams
and futile hopes in my verse
to help them follow heaven’s beams
for finding their inner source.

There in the depth of their heart
the blind will gain watchful eyes
to see not only freedom but
their long-expected paradise.


19/06/2021                Zelenograd

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