We talk a lot about the pain ... Bashny.Net

< Felix Komarov



We talk a lot about the pain,
the fear, pain and sin
dressed the role of suffering
crucifying himself in gloomy dreams.
How sweet it is - see the abomination,
her to recognize and love,
and showing how daring valor,
All other open soul rot.
The patients - all thoughts of sickness,
beggars - all about poverty ...
and all the teachings worthless,
when the soul lives in futility.
When you do not see the light eternal,
not hear the singing stars,
and an eagle hovers careless
over the treacherous peaks poured.
Yes, there are samskaras and vasanas,
Why shyly hiding eyes,
rot running wounds,
chills reproach ...
past years We all winged initially,
but did not spread its wings in the nest ...
pischim and repent sad,
forgetting that we fly to the star.