Sit Down - Poem by Lyudmila Purgina
'Sit down, dear guests! ' - we say to a request
To come, to get a warmth from our fire...
'Sit down! ' - we say, when a feast
Is over, and common days look forward...
The common and the holy days -
Are different in their meaning...
The common - hold much more time,
Than feasts and holidays - in real...
How to count weight of holy days,
Which could bring holiness to us and grace
Of the eternal Being? How then check,
What have we gathered, for certain, in the Holy Day?
There's no any ruler to quite measurement...
There's no any scales - to the weighing...
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