Based on the poem
«Святой источник»
I have made a translation.
A living spring of sacred water flows,
Restoring light to weary, aching hearts. I
t heals the tracks that painful past-time shows
And brings our souls the spirit's ripened arts.
Who walks the path, by doubt no longer shaken,
Who tames all fears by unbending will,
Who burns with love, though self be taken, —
That one sees light in prayers and deeds until.
Their life — a hidden motion of all fate,
Their essence — victory's pure, sacred sign.
They stand in day's bright glow, enduring straight,
And in each heart — is peace, and rest, divine.
08.02.26
Holy Spring
© Copyright: Наталья Чернова-Тихосвет, 2026
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