A Look at life

Based on the poem
«Взгляд на Жизнь»
I have made a translation.

With gaze cast down in quietude,
To see, to feel the warmth within the soul,
To grasp the peace and not to block the way to God,
To send the soul’s pendulum into a high flight.

To dwell a while within one’s mind,
To sense the worry and another ’ s  pain,
And in that moment, spirit’s freedom to convey,
By freeing it from all the world’s vain strain.

You start to think, to analyze the moments,
To find within yourself the flaws that show
That lead to times both hard and bleak,
Where there are no victories, but only loss unique.

So shape your thought with goodness at the start,
The outcome then will come both even, bright at heart.
And then you suddenly begin to see:
That evenness is labour, charting your destiny.

And if we take the Universe, our world so vast,
Perhaps at this very moment, we should ponder what will not last?
We build our home, our world, with hands of our own,
And reap what we have earned, as seeds we’ve sown.

Perhaps it’s easier when, turning to God above,
We plead: “Help me, do not forsake me on this road I love!”
In truth, those parts of life where gaps appear,
Without God at the dawn, are cold and drear.

There’s no participation, no warmth — just cold,
It follows us like hunger long untold.
I think one must find the way inside,
A path into the heart, where help can reside.

As they say — a straw is ready, have faith,
Take it, shape yourself, now, in this place.
Unlock the source of strength and warmth within,
When God sees labour, He will not pass by then.

He’ll help, give hope, and grant you wings to fly.

10.04.26