I don't need any job or money,
I don't need any lovers, friends,
I need my angel of Sapphire,
Only he makes me blessed.
I feel terribly bored near those
who for this time remain blind,
but sapphire shines in my soul
with their light, sweet and mild.
He is dazzling me simultaneously,
I'm like behind sapphire wall,
like a miracle - pleasant, steady, close,
like a freind's hand protecting spall.
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Не нужны мне работа и заработок,
не нужны мне друзья и любовники.
нужен мне мой сапфировый ангел,
только с ним я счастливая полностью.
Мне ужасно скучно со всеми,
кто еще не видел его,
но сапфир в душе моей светит,
и свет сладок и мягок его.
И он слепит меня параллельно,
и я как за сапфирной стеной,
так приятно, как чудо, так верно,
как осколок и друг под рукой.
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This is just beautiful in the sense of spiritual awareness. Human and Angel in communication without a trace of condescension by the Angel and no vanity in the human being. These are very brief poems because so much of what is happening is a Spiritual Mystery. The poems are just long enough to give us a glimpse of supernatural reality and show us: Here is the Threshold of the Divine.