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Всё на веру…

Штрихами по воде наискосок

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Стихи - они как женщины, которые любимы,

которые взаимны, с которыми не жить...

Законы мироздания, увы, неколебимы.

И кажется обманом сближенье не во лжи.


Слова – они, как дети, хватают всё на веру,

и без неё становятся взрослей не по годам.

И вряд ли будут в жилу красивые примеры.

И вряд ли путь к прозренью найдётся по следам.


А звуки, как сиянье, как щебет стаи птичьей, 

вдруг вспыхнут и затихнут и снова заблестят.

И ты вдруг осознаешь: поэты, как лесничие,

в ответе за живое. Не потому ль грустят?


Не потому ли счастьем им всем даётся мука,

не для того ли смотрят в полночное окно,

чтобы потом не выдать уменье за науку,

и чтобы из волшебного не вывели закон.

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