Time - the absolute transparency of the glass ... Bashny.Net

< Felix Komarov



Time - the absolute transparency of the glass,
It is and is not.
Wandering through the maze of ambiguity in years,
Crosses mark each passing year ...
Something, probably, know, anticipating in advance.
We see the endless expanse of eternity we see the throne ...
Breathe fly mystery of light from all sides.
Fear that we are mortal, immortality can see the sign ...
Time - the law of omerta, and each new step
Passes through a thin thread, and believe that the bridge.
And every year - for an attempt to fill the void
dreams. She hid in my heart, and her time is not a decree ...
Touch it, and believe me, and end our story.
So, to begin again, as the new year begins ...
First born of words, and after - stroke chimes.