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В ожидании лоцмана
Внесение ясности
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Лунный свет серебрится и журчит, как вода.
Кто он? Римский патриций или варвар вандал?
Он касается склона, и вздыматься склон
гордым и непреклонным силуэтом колонн.
Время, словно живое. Хищник встал на дыбы.
Грозный страж не завоет. Кто сказал надо бы?
Дальних гроз канонады. Завтра, словно вчера.
Если что-то и надо – отпустить овчара.
Кто мы? Львы или овцы? Или груды камней.
Не овчар нужен – лоцман. Парус – ближе, видней.
Не о нас, не о скалы разобьются мечты.
Словно гибель искали… – Вам не страшно? – Почти.
Это просто виденье, что несёт лунный свет,
и никто на съеденье не пойдёт по росе.
Что до старых развалин… Сон под веки проник.
Он не так уж печален. Звук похож на родник.
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