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Размышлительные миражи
Путь2031
ПрефиксMyPoems
Б-г придумывал всё… на пергаменте в третьем лице,
словно не был за кадром, дав многим участникам фору.
В небе бабочки – крылья из шёлка, да лапки в пыльце,
и плывут облака из тончайшего в мире фарфора.
Стоит ветру подуть и осколков мельчайшая пыль
холст для новых работ загрунтует. Рисуй же, художник.
Ты, наверное, много умений и мыслей скопил?
Прима… Вера… Ведь всё под рукой и не нужен треножник.
Мать Природа от снежных вершин до усов муравья
не даёт позабыть ни печали, ни страхи, ни думы.
… он рисует, пытаясь творить не пытаясь ровнять
и полотна его так прекрасны, пусть малость безумны.
В каждом тонком мазке – капли тысячи разных палитр.
Всё застыло, томясь ожиданием звука и знанья.
И лишь свет однозначно не нами самими пролит.
И тревожит. И будит сомненья, готовя к признаньям.
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19 апр. 2021 г.
2031
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