Песнь. Song

Another one attracts the mind,

That is so beautiful and kind.

On the way are helpful only thoughts,

The luggage is very light, not gross.

The thoughts are better friends in life,

Their help is needed all the time.

I’ll gather all my helpers here,

Who went together, will be near.

I don’t feel alone and don’t fear.

Gloom

Has been arising gloom in life,

But who awaited it, and it was coming why?

I never awaited the dark time,

But it without call had come.

Represents the darkness, present its,

And waiting, what will I do with a lot of hits.

What pushed me in the darkness one,

Why can’t I get lost in the previous time.

Always it finds, and always it does hit,

Why can’t it be tired, never sleep?

I pity, sorry feel for you, —

And send to the rest home for rest, adieu!

Live there, and let live. Another

Time never come back, be frozen.

I don’t threaten, but you must remember:

Don’t blow the fire, – Fen-fire I am.

I can appear like light! Gloom, don’t come here, —

Live place this and don’t touch my dears.

Let live the goodness without gloom, —

Let people live with Sun and moon.

It’s the light that is always shining best,

They are sending always the needy rays.

Forgot I gloom, – dream-shine, meet the space.

Hammer

The fortune is like hammer, man is nail.

Sometime it hits too hard, another time

Takes rest and restores power to itself,

Then hits too strongly and in a way very fell.

But what must keep the man in life, —

May be the connection with the lovely kind?

Perhaps we must care very quickly

In thoughts and acts about the needy.

When passes life so fast and sad

You may catch up and make agreement

With others: To be kindness itself,

And never hit. Ask it yourself,

What does it want to get from you? Let answer,

Or, may be, it is your duty lastly,

And must pay in time in full, —

Then hammer can’t hit you.

The life will be better, fate will be nice,

Prepare for the fortune better thus!

Already sent somebody thoughts

For you, – receive this letter of the God.

What does write He? – Hammer is a man,

The fortune is a nail, and people can

Be hammersmiths of life-fate then.

Horizon

Horizon blue, horizon dark,

Which color better? Which do you like!

In color blue are the glowing rays,

In dark are reservoirs of strength.

What kind of secrets does have horizon,

Always something has been arising.

Always it is sending: darkness or light,

Thunder with lightning, or cloud white.

Sometimes sends rain, sometimes snow

Or fog, or wind, or heat or cold.

I can’t enumerate all things,

What’s sending horizon for building.

Or maybe horizon is master,

Who manages builders? Their construction

Must be pleasing and fine,

For people providing truly the shine.

New game what does present? Now the day

Has promised to likely meet.

I can believe its promise nice,

Because it never deceived us.

Horizon is too dark in the night,

But early morning – lightful sky, —

All things have the happy-end in life!

Eventide

Good evening! How many words

Did write about the morning poets,

So many wrote about night,

But why the evening isn’t good?

This time is very good, fine,

More colorfully does the Sun shine.

All people speed, after finishing work.

They go home, there awaits the hot dog,

Awaits the TV set, and lastly – the bed…

From day to day till life will end.

I’m proposing, to put a stop

To being lifeless. Lifetime is very short!

At first the morning, day and evening,

And lastly – the night-deadlock where is ending.

In the evening, you must stop and look

How magnificent is the life! What took

From morning you through the lightful day?

What kind of treasure trove had you kept?

The evening – good time in life,

When we may spend to care for a time.

In evening must be always fine,

Life never does return, to the regret mine.

But sunny evening presents the sunset of life.

Principles

In previous time was shining the Sun,

In the new day, again is shining one.

But why in principle keep right,

And never infringe its state.

Why people can’t observe the laws.

From day to day are writing who

All principles in previous time did write

For man. Law-writer knows its right.

But who is one? The nature is,

Or may be somebody who is ruling it?

Seasons come back from time to time

How abiding to the laws they are?

Who is the lawgiver for man and seasons,

Who wants to be alright on the earth?

Who’s leading the weather and does restore

Its full strength and for long?

Who can be competent in life,

And know in all respects what is right?

Who is deserving attention ours

Whom may we love without being false?

It’s only the God! His principle is fine

We must all know in the life:

To be with all people in truthful Love!

Noon

Has written somebody about noon? —

Must be… But very seldom, whom

Was found interest in the problem,

Which may have been the noon. What sort is it?

Morning is always the lucky time,

When people wait for the day some fine.

At noontime ready will be for meeting

With happiness, but luck may not be speeding.

Why won’t speed it, when people wait.

They very much need to meet the light.

Somebody will be meeting now,

Someone tomorrow will have found.

Cross out the noon of last parting day,

Will be ready for the new, which must be clear.

It will bring many happy hours,

When dreams will have been all realized.

In the morning we were waiting for the shine,

At noontime we meet the shining Sun,

In evening see off, to meet the time next.

What is better: wait or see? Meet – the best!

That’s why I’m writing about noon.

Noontide is the time, when all is full

Of happy awaiting the next meet soon.

Illumination

Already the day comes back to night,

But while last night leaves us, new will come.

New something am reading for myself,

What time will be improving the health?

Somewhere does go the Sun with rays

To finely illuminate the west…

Help me, my Sun, and take me along.

I wish with you together I am gone.

Don’t leave me here, soon will be night.

I don’t want to sleep, I want to live the time.

Lost time is never found again.

But you can help me, foot-loose day!

With you in company I am not afraid

Of being lost, of being late.

Catch up shall we the time, which is lost. This loss

Will be made up, if we can, of course.

Always must man be in time,

And never loose the time, which does shine.

Before it was so difficult to return,

To lovely time, when all had shone.

From time to time I look at the sky

Where is the Sun, – at noon it did shine?

Illuminating time, illume the life mine!

Part II. Blank verse

Magnetic

1. What is the magnetic in our life?

What has the magnet, which everything joins.

What to prefer for a subject?

What is this? Perhaps the shining Sun in the sky it is…

2. Look at nature, how is everything

Grand joyful coming up on the earth. Win!

You can hear how grows grass,

How joyful it is, when the Sun rises?

3. To come to full blossom floral

A little one is the speed raising in the floret.

Persistently does introduce its bud

To sunbeams Helps it the golden light!

4. Let be all little buds bright flowers,

It has waited for much time, when sunrise

Begins it serves as life-giving.

The life-blood comes back winning.

5. And all again will be waiting,

When appears the sky-candle shining.

The nature waits, but how does man wait?

Can people feel this magnet light?

6. May understand they depend on the Sun?

May love and wait, grass all the time?

Can hope be when it is dark, and found,

Some little grain the right way? Shame out!

7. To the little ness one can find his way,

But man all his life looks only for himself.

Why can’t they, like the grain, rightly find,

Why prevent themselves from being right?

8. Who higher is, the man, or grain?

I heard, man the “crown” is. Feint!

The lovely nature is kind and does give

All its fruits for the man, – all are fed!

9. The flowers want to be charming. What for it is?

In order to charm the man by beauty its.

I can’t enumerate all gifts for people

The endless generous kind, its simple.

10. Be worthy of the nature? Well, but how?

Attempt to be a flower, which is forever kind,

Then learn how must we live with love,

So as magnetic to be, like the sunrise!

Cloud-drift

1. I see from the window how does the cloud drift

It’s very beautiful this white-headed

And wise wanderer. Where is going it?

Where the friends are, why single way you keep?

2. Today the sky is quiet and blue,

And nobody does threaten you.

Dark clouds can’t hit the little one.

But you are a daredevil, if single come.

3. In the sky are many surprises,

Too little are you, don’t know there what is

Sometimes thunderstorm or storm,

The lightning cuts the black clouds. Along!…

4. For people sings the sky in warning

Menacing thunder tell about something.

You may be know the mother tongue, —

You are born in the sky, and must tell in a manner fine.

5. Perhaps you came for special talk

And looked in window mine. What you spoke?

Who sent you, addressee who?

If tired are, stop. I will talk with you.

6. I never talked in my life

With clouds, never thought in my mind

About wanderers in the sky…

I’m sorry! Great mistake it’s mine.

7. You pass so often day and night,

And always silently you say. Your silence – wise.

Is able who to keep silent, he is sage.

All people must listen, the wisdom to catch.

8. In silence can we hear many thoughts,

Which does send for us the grand sky, of many sorts.

But always does say about weather fine

How very much it is loving – for people to shine.

9. When weather is awful, the clouds dark,

Then people must be very kind.

If never hit they on the earth anything

The sky forgives them, puts a stopper?

10. Where do you come from my new thoughts,

Perhaps brought by new wind and grow,

Or may be said this little cloud

Something about happy love…

Repeat to me aloud!

Choice

1. All, who are living on this earth,

Must always have the feelings.

From time to time does represent the life

New problem. How to solve it in time?

2. It’s necessary to choose which you like

But sometimes they are very dark,

Are filthy. To have a dawn.

What may we choose in this wrong round?

3. Where middle is the golden mean

Which is better, when all are in sin?

Or maybe can we take one,

And make it much better, than it was done.

4. Try to take one wrong, and make it right,

Then second one, and third, – spread light.

Dark ones will leave, if we can

Correct the mistake, which did we then.

5. All choose, all look for the best,

And nobody wants to be crass.

But somebody, who too tired to look

He went to seed, and dark thought took.

6. Is very difficult to choose the way,

When so many mistakes prevent us every day.

But we must distinguish everything

In order to henceforth better think.

7. Everything chooses its way: the grain and man,

Some will choose right, some wrong way for them.

All must make choice in environment

What is very dark and full of wrongs causes problem.

8. Not all can find the better way,

Someone finds lowermost again…

Some people the middle road prefer,

Not many find uppermost and to it refer.

9. There are only three ways for all living.

To slide down lower is very easy,

Climbing is very difficult… But the middle?

The middle way is like gold and simple.

10. The upper way is best in that

It near the Sun and stars will always be

Which choice do you make – gloom or light?

Your choice is free, – take which you like!

Careful

1. Who careful is? – question is fine,

But are all the living? They must be and shine!

What problem is, to cast a look:

About being careful, was written a law book?

2. Where from they know how must they live?

Who told them the law, how to feel

Why all around infringe that one,

But only careful have the observing done.

3. Faithfully observing the ideal act

Is very difficult, but for what

Are living they, if don’t know

Another kind of law, except the noble.

4. Believe in nice, believe in fine,

Believe in all, that clear and does shine.

Carefully does live who in the life,

He will bring happiness in time.

5. All people want to be happy men,

But what are they doing for the dream then?

Increasing unhappiness, disaster, troubles

Then waiting for fine result? What’s?

6. If don’t they know the law does increase,

They never can believe in nice.

They never get right result,

Because they cannot increase the right.

7. So only the kind which is best in all,

May get in consequence the positive talk.

Desperate extremely – think,

Godlike thinking can be big.

8. That’s big of man to be able to help.

But not all in speed with the helpless met

All have been speeding on business their

Don’t stop near the needy ever – there…

9. But sometimes an irresolute man

Does stop, lends a helping hand.

Somebody will resuscitate life,

And carefully step by step will go up.

10. What do the careful feel inside?

Who found peace for soul, who

Godhead did save? Answer, Almighty God

How must live with the sacred thought?

Inside

1. All things in life have the inside,

Which we can’t see what kind.

But we can feel what is in some

If very much want to know the one.

2. Inside is secret, closed men

Don’t reveal ever mystery in them.

All secrets are living inside,

And very seldom – outside.

3. The man of heart is open to all,

He can’t keep secrets, is he to fall?

No! – This kind of man is very busy, —

He always wants to share with needy.

4. In one’s heart of hearts – inside

He keeps so much of a lovely kind.

And never does conceal this jewel

With pleasure distributes this, being truthful.

5. I can’t believe what for do hide people

Themselves can feel better, truth is simple;

Who gives, he will take back

So it is best to kindly feel. And then

6. It must be fine and nice. Tomorrow

Represents in life new day with hope.

All can be better! Only the day

We must have left – from day to day, —

7. Are leaving troubles and problems

The darkness one, and take – best hopes —

The next day. Leave the useless thing

In the past. Forget and leave the recalling of it.

8. Remember only the goodness,

When go forward, boldly go straight!

It is impossible to return to life

Where troubles and distress await.

9. What have inside the lovely men?

Perhaps it is the shining-heart in them.

Or maybe it is the golden soul…

Kind-hearted man is the crown, all-in-all.

10. But for all that, what is inside

Wrath, gloom, or very blinding light?

The whole space can fill in the soul inside,

But we must clamber to fire and shine!

Probably

1. Probably this day today will have been fine.

In early morning the sunrays had come down.

They where speeding to awaken all,

Wake up! Don’t oversleep, rise, fool!

2. Great silence has been ringing bells —

It is the sunny, joyful rays.

Each one looks for some —

Who are up and alive being careful.

3. Probably there is someone who is needy

Of the warm-hearted, who very quickly.

May provide warmth full of life

Lovesick rays always fall in love.

4. Object of its adoration – all,

Who are living on earth. Call

From beginning of the day to the end, together

To be all warm for ever, gloomy – never!

5. To go to glorify the evening? – Not!

In the morning they return with God

Rays can’t grow dim, and never die

They leave in time, so as to return with fire.

6. Probably people don’t know anything,

About sunbeams, – what for they are moving.

Probably can’t comprehend mystery of light,

Although always will for sunrise wait.

7. In all likelihood can people be feeling

So many gifts the shining day has given.

Today somebody has met his love

Love – match is the best event of life.

8. Somewhere is born long-awaited child,

For the first time has seen sunlight.

Someone is speeding to help his fate,

And is not afraid again of being late.

9. Somewhere else people are celebrating

The happy birthday. Collaboration!

All correlation in our life.

How can we be living without light?

10. We must all know about rays

Which make a present for future days.

If don’t get now, will be given the day next

Not problem will be, – the future is the best!

Humaneness

1. Humanity lives multitude of centuries

And must have known about future ours.

Some people had said of views on life,

But others can’t understand ideas fine.

2. What did they say? Very simple thing…

About the earth, – that is round, alive.

About the people, who live in spite,

And evilly destroy those, who are very kind.

3. Why doesn’t leave evil ever them

Endlessly many wars they started then.

And now continue inhuman excesses

When to put an end to wars the battle rages.

4. When will be coming peace and rest

Earth much tired is of waiting for the best.

Let us to Mother our, give restful life

Without rest has been living for a long time.

5. Always is growing for people things

Whatever do of need they, fully is giving.

Earth always fed and dressed people,

But did anyone say to Mother, we are thankful?

6. Sure, it is humanly possible, —

To say some words of love which are very simple.

About careful treatment, warm attitude

Wet-nursing, and future being kind.

7. A heart to heart talk is very good,

But good talkers are small doers. In a hut

Who lives, little speaks, but a lot does;

Without words, may silently help you.

8. Who told the truth, had perished, by spite killed.

To kill by inches, to make a bonfire of… Killers!

But thoughts of truth are living, and now

I can repeat again, – the Earth is round!

9. It can be repeated about being kind

Kind – hearted man is best, – “Blue blood”.

In tender hearts are full of feelings,

Which are very kindly, with lovely meanings.

10. Who humane are? All people be may?

Call oneself humankind? What say?

Perhaps someone be worthy of the call,

But only who is the best of them all.

Bird

1. A little bird is flying in the sky.

Who taught it to so fly?

Where teacher is? Where parents are?

Why is alone flying this little one?

2. From which nest had flown nestling this?

Who sent up in the flight? Was it good sense?!

Birds are born for the high flight

In the first place are aspiring to be in the sky.

3. But why are the little birds so attracted by height

Why they want to rise to a great height in flight

What are they looking for in the sky, what do they find there,

Of their life the necessaries are in the blue sphere.

4. Sky is possessor of the magic life-blood,

But not all can fly in there.

Can only the birds, which have two wings.

Wing-beat must be resolute and clean.

5. Bird never can live without

Blue sky, and never loose the sound,

Which calls in height always, in flight.

Live birds on earth for higher life.

6. Where do you come from, little daredevils?

Who taught you to fly so well than all other lives.

What for are you always flying here,

What do you say to the people dear?

7. About life their? You can help?

But what you may have said?

With wing-beats will have been you talking,

And hope, people must have been hearing.

8. Set an example always for them

What must they think of flying then.

Look up to the sky, bird wings are sprouting.

You can be tiring? – It will come to nothing!

9. We all were born on earth, but

The little birds can rise in flight.

Because they haven’t wings? God my!

10. Make gifts for man, – two little wings

Let them be flying, one is tired feeling

Himself being a creeper… Some want to be in the sky,

And dream of freedom, like the birds which fly.

Key

1. The little key may have meaning some, —

May open door, or close one.

All secrets safe with the little key,

And surely it can silence keep.

2. Each thing has a key in our life,

All problems can we open, fine,

When have found the key,

Which may open and make them free.

3. It is impossible with false key to open,

Disclose secrets, which are a problem.

But always looking for, what is right

We must run through inside.

4. Who the keeper is of all the keys in life?

Where must we look for it, how to find?

Why are things kept secret from me,

I’d like to find the little key.

5. I’d like to open all doors,

In order to, never again to close.

Why people are closed, together living,

But always can’t be open. Dear!

6. Why may we be living so all the time?

When shall we begin to trust some one?

Man must be trustful, very kind,

And nobody should close the door in front.

7. But people are closed always! How

I can find the key for their deep souls?

They don’t want to open the mind to some,

Because are afraid will be ridiculed by the ones.

8. Until we can make ourselves understood

We can’t feel happy, – fall would.

Fellow-traveler all man in life is,

But why not friends be, why worst does arise.

9. Where the key is for the baddy some,

I’d like to close bad blood deep inside.

To take the bad with the good, – fine!

But better take leave of this kind.

10. All are looking for love the happy key,

But very difficult it to find. Who can see,

Who knows where can we find? – I know!

We hold it in the truthful heart!

Child

1. All people, who on earth live,

Were born as children. In feeling

Keep anyone can this beautiful time,

When carefree all deeds are done.

2. Child has too many qualities, which is best,

But one quality isn’t transformed into quality next.