God Always Is Cosmopolite - Poem by Liza Sud
God always is cosmopolite
I'll share with you: I always loved
the properties of many tounges -
and among many languages -
any can bring a puzzlement!
Enigma is - in English - I,
Enigma is - in German - times,
mystery is - dozens of times
in Spanish, though Hebrew's not hard -
their Alphabet's itself occult,
so when you know the 3 languages
and maybe 4 or even 5 -
then you begin to understand -
that what you call the 'Russian soul' -
is self-deception. nothing more.
the more I watch around the world -
the more I burn inside my soul
to all the peoples, all the times,
their pain, their happiness and rhymes.
and that's the reason why I say
'My love to all lands is the same' -
albeit for this only aspire
and I cannot turn into God,
God always is cosmopolite:
German and Russian - are His deeds!
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