Don't seek, don't search
The time of future,
That is not here for today...
Don't seek, don't search
The time of past,
That is not here nowadays...
All of them - are invisible now...
One - is not seen, the other - the same...
One is lost, other - not yet found...
Only the body - has real signs...
A new dawn - is not so hot, a pleasure
It can't give, as in earlier youth, so on...
The new dawn is- on a new fashion:
The new gifts it delivers to newborn.
The new born rays of sun,
The eternal star:
The new born smell, flavour
Of the new images, bodies...
At last -
All the miracle of the Reality
Will be newly born,
But tomorrow...
We are searching the door to invisible...
Vainly, though...
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http: //www.stihi.ru/2012/03/02/864
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