To J.Brodsky. He Turns Away From Happiness, Poem by Liza Sud

He turns away from happiness,
He goes with a proud head.
Many consider it madness -
to lose what is easy to gain.

And only the wise of Kabbalah
may call it a powerful screen
or the cutback of desire -
on any of your wish.

That is the main purpose -
to please only our God,
Because when you please Him - all is
yours, you like Him become,

His face is serious, severe.
The road is firm with stones,
and the further he goes - the more clear
is his bilingual voice.

He aquired it by accident.
called it a shattered dream,
And only the wise Laitman
exactly explained it,

made it a strong growth system
of your energy way
that you put towards mystic
and miraculoius flame.

that you push as a flow
into the yellow sky.
and the wider it grows -
the more firmer the ride.

For an airy bowl
marriage is a disgust,
He is full of a flow
the sun is pouring from high.

He goes in a black coat.
to the ball of the sun,
Evening is quiet and lonely.
Soul is pure and right.

For an airy bowl
marriage is a disgust,
turning into a stone
of material dust,

losing of verbal power,
losing for just one day,
Animals are fo marriage,
Humans are for saint way!