2018.12.12.
Drenched Blues
My path is through the rainThere's no night, no day - rain.
No grass, no sand - silt,
Down flows river Nile...
Overflow is such
That I forget what's the point,
In my head, there are streams,
River Ganges through courses.
I empty into the sea,
Frequently caught in a storm,
Lighthouses don't glow,
Won't see Atlantis,
And large ships
Are swallowed by the horizon,
And carried into Black Sea.
I'm everywhere and nowhere,
Don't look for me, my dear friend,
On the sand, on the water
Circles of ripples are spread,
But on a faraway star, that's
Hardly visible,
I'll hear your words:
'My path is through the rain
There's no night, no day - rain.
Don't fall silent, no, sing
My unfailing oboe.'
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