Once in a park distressful I was sitting,
And an unknown man came from the street:
“ Serving to God, like priest, I’m near
To help you, open, please your heart to me,
And be sincere”. “Of suicide I’m thinking.
All relatives abandoned me”.
“God, Jesus Christ of everyone is grieving,
And how do you say, in you there is no need”.
And suddenly my heart stopped aching,
As if an angel talked to me,
And then the people told me, it was there
Saint John of Kronstadt, whom I’ve seen.