No one woke up, but the one who woke up, he fell asleep

< Felix Komarov



No one woke up, but the one who woke up, he fell asleep.
Now he's in a dream tells about awakening,
That is not, but only just a dream ...
How else dreaming phantom
Another phantoms of a dream of a dream tell?
But so what? Around the simple life,
And there is a measure of truth and falsehood,
No clarity or darkness ...
Only love in all its guises triumphs.
But do not know her ...
Only in the mirror we see her rosy shade.
It is that in spite of everything, and the flesh and its desires passionate
Each other can save
And to see God in joy and pain.
And let in a transparent silence
All those who do not keep love.
And waking at the same place and sleep
The blind hopes about themselves great.
The fact that the fear will disappear like a mirage.
The fact that the pain becomes bliss ...
Maybe so ...
In the dream, can not see,
And awake, unable to find the dreamer.
And through all the dreams flowing grace,
Not knowing himself or witness.