We’re always rushing, heading who knows where,
We fumble, not knowing how to end a chat.
Let me tell you, friends, in this crazy world so bare,
No one hands down final judgments, that’s a fact.
To pause, to think amid the silent hush,
To cast out doubt and strengthen what we trust –
That’s the right move when life’s a constant push,
When all we want is love and peaceful rest.
Without some sorrow, how can we know joy?
Without hope shining, sadness will return, oh boy!
Look for the happiness – then success will come your way,
Do good deeds daily – and LOVE will come to stay!!!
AVA, Saint Petersburg, autumn 2019
Photo from the author’s archive.
Saint Petersburg, Petrovskaya Kosа, 2019.
We re always rushing...
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