Liza Sud


Request - Poem by Liza Sud

Grant me, O Lord, the sky into the arms!
and tame my temper by clean light!
azure seems light as a dress,
that I'm so gently pressing to my chest.

Help me to merge by the whole soul
with heavens and the earth and sea!
That I could pray without a stop,
and Christ would fill me with His purity.

Spirit would comfort me, so soft,
Will sanctify my every corner.
And I will love this vast great world,
will get the boundless love oath.

из Елена-Есфирь

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  • Edward Kofi Louis (9/15/2015 3:33:00 PM)


    So soft! So lovely; with the request of life. Nice piece. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, September 15, 2015

Poem Edited: Tuesday, September 15, 2015


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