One Time... Poem by Lyudmila Purgina

And everyone are ready to neglect,
To raise against the role of oil,
Of gas,
Of...
Other such a usual thing,
When day
Turnes to be black...
And not so well...

The inner health
Is so important...
Organism
Is catching the fotons of light,
And merges into life
The real life...
And one day -
world becomes so bright...
By lightnings of the thunderstorm...
....
But storm is over...
The day becomes such usual...
And no-one see
The free sunlight and the blue heavens...
...
That's time of war...

Though war is far from our rural
villages,
From towns and from houses
Of all,
Who are ready to neglect
The power of oil,
Of gas, of gold,
And of other things...
...
We are distant from the war...
The war is going...
Somewhere...
We are looking for
The best, the perfect,
And the purest
Things in world...
But day is black.
...
What can we do
To turn the situation over?
What we could do
To pull the times and back? ...
...
The war is going somewhere...
The struggle for the best
In life...
Some time it will be finished...
And New level
Of mind
Some one will reach...
One time...