It was Liturgy in Sophia’s
Church with golden walls in the Kremlin.
Priest were wearing blue- and- white light gowns,
And so soothing was their singing.
Church with golden walls looked as my child’s home.
Christ was merciful, not to fear.
And the chime of bells was as love’s inflow,
Full of energy and warm care.
From that Liturgy I could not return:
Kazan’s icon, the 4th of November.
That God’s Mother day – that’s why so long,
And I felt as if She embraced me.
Nice tribute to Christ and his mother. Thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Christ is merciful and there is no need to fear him. A church of golden walls looks like shining theme of this poem shared with nice imagery. Fantastic.10