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или Попытки разговора с Морем
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Море смотрит на меня. Море не молчит ни дня.
Морю некогда молчать. Морю надобно встречать
ночь и день, рассвет, закат. Море побуждает кадр
сделать гениальный вдруг, как овал вписался вкруг.
Как не злобная волна, что такой быть не вольна,
ластится у самых ног: необъятного манок.
Море шепчет мне и всем. Понимаю? Не совсем.
Больше – пробую гадать. Так нисходит благодать.
То щенок, то пёс, то волк. Море в ласках знает толк.
И нагнать умеет страх. Гладь его опять пестра.
Пена, облака, песок… Море шепчет: «Дайте срок,» –
но само совсем не ждёт. Схватит за ноги и жжёт .
«Море, море, я пойму!» – отвечаю я ему.
Я смотрю вдоль дюн вперёд, иногда бывая горд
тем, что пробую искать. Много впереди песка.
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