Liza Sud Poems
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When there’ll become an end to our hardships–
Then we’ll be brought to our last exam –
And there will be mirror of Last Judgment.
In front of us - and Christ from other side.
Who will endure not to reverse glance from it -
He will forever stare at Our God.
But who considered Churches unimportant –
On his own will – he’ll turn to hell inside.
The most I love in the church service-
When cross procession starts to go
And gonfelons they carry forwards
And like a river people flow.
And candles, candles- like the lightspots
Of sacraments at lunar sea.
And in the sky saint countenances
And benediction Is in me.