Angelus - Poem by Liza Sud
How sweet it is to lie in coffin!
Do not want to, and forgave all.
You swim to God in heavenly coffin,
And "Angelus" of Liszt is heard.
As Swedenborg described the angels:
transparent but visible hulls
in crystal forms of intellection
And dazzling houses of mind,
Such sound of "Angelus", of piano -
You would give your soul out to God
May be not on the fields of Russia -
Earthlings, who needs your "love" to bind?
I do not chant the earthly nature.
It's beauty's nothing before God.
I'm disappearing and melting
To zero - before my Dear God.
That's how you live in a dumb body -
Only a guest of little rang.
Accept! It's mine - to live in Heaven!
To dust - who didn't understand.
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