Rotation Poem by Liza Sud

Stiff as a board, rotation,
Darkness in silhouettes of light?
You're like thought, incarnation
Spinning the whole world car

Of the sun, you are genius,
Twisting vocabular.
Chur! I'll say prohibition:
Watson, you're brilliant!

And a clear idea
In the lines - is refined
Making my head so dizzy
By the force of your love.

If one will hit by his hand
Air - he'll get the Light
And disembody - dreaming.
You roll the spring brougham.

It represents your epic.
And this is all my dream.
Ancestral, strata, ancient.
Youth of eternity!