You Open Your Eyes - Poem by Lyudmila Purgina
You open your eyes at morning - and again:
The chirping birds outdoors do play,
Do jump from bough to bough, fly
High into heaven... And the day
Is filled with rays of glaring sun.
You open your eyes - and once again
You are in the mysterious role in this play,
Which have some reason and, of course, beginning...
The end may be either close or distant...
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