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A poem of Sasha Cherny, which need to re-read in difficult times
This is probably one of the most uplifting and encouraging verses in the works of Sasha Cherny. Share it with those who seem ready to give up and give up.
Patient
There are hot sun, naive children,
The precious joy of melodies and books.
If not — then it was, because I was at the light
And Beethoven and Pushkin, Heine and Grieg...
There is an invisible creativity in every moment In clever word, a smile, shining eyes.
Be a Creator! Create Golden moments.
Every day there's meditation and spicy ecstasy.
Infinitely shameful in a fit of grief
Voluntarily disappear as a shadow on the glass.
Is New Meetings have otsiyali?
Unless the dogs live on the earth?
If I myself am gloomy, as the Dutch soot
(Smile, smile on my comparison!),
This black blush — plaque from drainage
This is the Muse I was raised on a spear.
Wait! I'll get along with your new home — As spring Starling sing on spear!
Deafened your ears Gypsy fun!
Give a deadline to deal cursed rags.
Stay! So little is caring and honest...
Stay! Only in the land of their excuses.
Addresses I don't know — look for the unknown,
Like you, still lying in the dust.
If the best will rush to the stairs
Sour the world of flightless hyenas and fools!
Falling in love with unaccountable joy of flying...
Expand your soul to the full borders.
Whether wife or husband, sister or brother,
A midwife, an artist, a nurse, a doctor,
Hand it over, and, shivering, don't reach for the return.
All hearts be opened with this key.
There are Islands of solitude thought.
Be smart and don't be afraid to have a rest.
There cliffs above the dark water looming — I Can think of... and stones in the water to throw...
And the questions... Questions not know the answer I will Fly, ignite, and fly as measles.
Solomon left us two wise advice:
Run away from longing and fools do not argue.published
@ Sasha Grey, 1910
P. S. And remember, just changing your mind — together we change the world! ©
Source: izbrannoe.com/news/mysli/stikhotvorenie-sashi-chyernogo-kotoroe-nuzhno-perechityvat-v-trudnuyu-minutu/
Patient
There are hot sun, naive children,
The precious joy of melodies and books.
If not — then it was, because I was at the light
And Beethoven and Pushkin, Heine and Grieg...
There is an invisible creativity in every moment In clever word, a smile, shining eyes.
Be a Creator! Create Golden moments.
Every day there's meditation and spicy ecstasy.
Infinitely shameful in a fit of grief
Voluntarily disappear as a shadow on the glass.
Is New Meetings have otsiyali?
Unless the dogs live on the earth?
If I myself am gloomy, as the Dutch soot
(Smile, smile on my comparison!),
This black blush — plaque from drainage
This is the Muse I was raised on a spear.
Wait! I'll get along with your new home — As spring Starling sing on spear!
Deafened your ears Gypsy fun!
Give a deadline to deal cursed rags.
Stay! So little is caring and honest...
Stay! Only in the land of their excuses.
Addresses I don't know — look for the unknown,
Like you, still lying in the dust.
If the best will rush to the stairs
Sour the world of flightless hyenas and fools!
Falling in love with unaccountable joy of flying...
Expand your soul to the full borders.
Whether wife or husband, sister or brother,
A midwife, an artist, a nurse, a doctor,
Hand it over, and, shivering, don't reach for the return.
All hearts be opened with this key.
There are Islands of solitude thought.
Be smart and don't be afraid to have a rest.
There cliffs above the dark water looming — I Can think of... and stones in the water to throw...
And the questions... Questions not know the answer I will Fly, ignite, and fly as measles.
Solomon left us two wise advice:
Run away from longing and fools do not argue.published
@ Sasha Grey, 1910
P. S. And remember, just changing your mind — together we change the world! ©
Source: izbrannoe.com/news/mysli/stikhotvorenie-sashi-chyernogo-kotoroe-nuzhno-perechityvat-v-trudnuyu-minutu/
