St. Nicholas convent,
in which he worked
Saint Basilisk of Siberia
(the town of Turinsk)
On the seventh of December in the monastery
Orchids were white on the windowsills,
And thought about the inner good
In the nests, about their angelic work.
Prayer — & nbsp; about & nbsp; their pastors,
About the living now, about the dead,
About those who crave forgiveness — the bad ones,
About waiting for comfort-good.
And it was surprisingly warm
Among friends, in a circle of soul-close,
In the cozy refectory pilgrims light
From the orchids of St. Basilisk.
02. 01. Two thousand twenty