The plexus of destinies

Based  on the poem
I have made a translation
«Сплетенье судеб».

In the weaving of fates, a cherished moment lies,
When you choose to rewrite your path, to rise.
Victory over yourself, draw it near at last,
From pain and loss, break free — it’s time, at last.
And something new within your heart will wake,
Life’s doors stand open — dare to take the step you make.

Destiny’s in your hands. Into your home there came
The one who offered you their hand, their name.
With them, discover joy, with them, love’s sweet embrace,
Greet the dawn anew, and savour every trace
Of happiness — bright, golden, pure and true.
All will be well. Life’s vast and waiting for you.

May your road be free from worry, calm and bright,
Go forth, and gaze with hopeful eyes on distant light.
Hand in hand — and in your heart, peace, light, and grace,
You’ll understand at last: All will be well, in place.

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