By V. Fomina
When I am gazing at the Milky Way,
See constellations that are very bright;
I am so full of energy and might
As if of water while the tide a bay.
The brightness of the sky is charming me;
My eye has been enthralled by such a sight.
The fight exists between the dark and light;
The stars are demonstrating it in glee.
It seems to me that I am flying through
The galaxies that form the Universe.
They are alive, one wishes to converse
About my dreams that never would come true.
Thus, I am watching all: the life, the death
Of planets, stars and nebulae at once.
I have seen them together at a glance
And stopped to have details with bated breath.
The farther I am moving in the space
The deeper I admire splendid suns.
They are tremendous, billions of hot tons,
I am impressed with their perfect grace.
My strong desire is to reach the edge
To understand what one could view beyond.
I have to be intrepid like James Bond,
None would my path with difficulties hedge...
The night has passed and now I realize
I am returning from the land of dreams.
The Sun is giving me its tender beams;
I am delighted with its warming rise.
Moscow 2004