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Татьяна Кисс
1
Eternity drinks wandering deer,
Poking into the sky-pain - in the moonlight hour.
A shadow fluttered like a wing of fire
The future is lurking in us.

The body sang how to save him.
Again the soul burns about the shelter:
In the castanets bones - knock,-
Let the souls immortality know!


2

the valley is flying enlightened
holding the sky to my heart
revealing the bitterness of sorrow in birches
on the light wings of being
your innermost redemption
sharp flame in strong veins
burnt soul and
awakened dew flower

3

Midnight speaks to you: you are a string
and legends of the street fly into the labyrinth
the cage comes firmly into the heart of the beast
eternity recognizes us again and again
and water gazes into your eyes
original joys gift
the moon anchor ground us
thy dawn wine plays in me
October skin burns rain
again the fields wander like herds
Dawn meets birch again
and a fairy tale creates your soul

4

trees have eyelashes -
and they touched the bird
month - God's tear
on the vine of our soul
dream boat is driving us again
from the palate of being into the nonexistence of heaven
magpie - chirps about fate
cuckoo - guessing about the future
turtledove - knows about Your Face,
Eternal Soldier ...
chestnut - reminds
about the nickname of the dog Kashtanka
in Chekhov's story "Kashtanka" ...
do it now please
for God helmet
instead of a halo -
to protect oneself

5

at dusk lilac bliss
immortally
in your eyes is a font of verbs -
fragrance
peer into the distance - dissolve
colonnades and gardens
lights irrigate
bright darkness of expectation
here is a hurricane of soul - in greatness
the prophets
life burns through acuity
oblivion
and you almost went out
from the creek of time
which only God remembers
by chance him
dropping in violets

6

The stone of time raises your heaven
every moment has not yet begun
every infinity is the end

your transparency is darkness
let your target fly faster than an arrow
time boils space again
so that it obediently lies down
in your infant palms

wasps go blind in the honeycomb of deception
names change their moments
emptiness turns into light
and in the prohibitions
on the radiance of light
in the caterpillar of being ripens
butterfly of the new
universe


7

branches of apple trees now
rinse in the river of time
all the valleys of the sky

your heart is a nest
for joy
in your soul is basking
universe

beaks of feelings
illusions creep over you
all your feelings
playing hide and seek with you
you are in their claws

fold in sheaves
rays of the universe
sprinkle grains of stars
into the cupper of God
in the sky - the wise pike of the moon
your cat will open to you with a paw
gates of eternity