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Вечер. Поезд. Путей полотно
убегает вперед в поднебесье.
Убегаем и мы заодно,
что-то взвесив, а может, не взвесив.
Акварель: поле, лес и закат...
каждый день... лишь сменяются краски,
но все так же рисует рука,
и не ждёт ни любви, ни подсказки.
Мы проходим на фоне картин,
проезжаем, проносимся мимо,
и как мачты былых бригантин,
проплывают минуты незримо.
Мы бежим... От чего и к кому?...
Убегаем из прошлого к счастью.
Содран долго держащий хомут,
но свободным не стать в одночасье.
Так забудем и страхи, и сны,
но запомним штрихи и детали.
Чувства снова чисты и ясны.
Бригантины пока не пристали,
Солнце тает за лесом пятном,
вновь на небе меняются краски.
Мы рисуем с тобой полотно.
Поезд сносит мазками нас к сказке.
More about creation background and etc ...
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