I saw dream. I was a sword.
I was caught in a metal cold,
And it did not surprise me.
As though it so should be.
I saw dream. I was a sword.
I rose above their heads as Lord,
I fell indifferent on them.
I was doomed with it then.
I saw dream. I was a sword.
I executed the award,
I was a judge unmerciful,
last candle in their life so full.
I was unshakable in a plaits
Of their thoughts and their fates
As a past, real and future, tense
As a basic pillar of existence.
I am a fool! I was too proud.
What for I dreamed, had desire?!.
I was punished for my pride.
...I saw dream. I WAS a sword.
(на стихи О.Ладыженского)