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Я шел за нею по пятам
три ночи и три дня
по самым сумрачным местам,
не разводя огня.
Из родников я воду брал
и ягоды лишь ел.
За что купил - за то продал:
кто смел был, тот и съел.
И ночь опять взяла меня
под чёрное крыло.
И тишиной опять звеня,
вновь воспарило зло.
И страх дрожащим ветерком
опять под кожу лез
и застывал, как в горле ком,
и с холодом, и без.
Но древний поборов инстинкт,
я лег на плед из мхов
и погрузился в лабиринт
приснившихся стихов.
И снова видел я её
в предутренних лучах,
но вновь видение моё
распалось в пух и прах.
Но лишь забрезжит новый день
средь сцепленных ветвей,
и упадет лишь только тень
меж сдвинутых бровей,
я снова встану и пойду
без устали вперёд,
надеясь смутно, что дойду:
кто верит, тот найдёт.
More about creation background and etc ...
25 июн. 1996 г.
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Автор исполнитель песни на мои стихи
Пристов Михаил
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