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Сквозь мглу. Чудной вояж. (Пятая Бразильская Бахиана)
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Голос приходит от Б-га,
Б-га забытого нынче.
Льётся из сердца дорога.
Пишутся новые притчи.
Голос приходит и ранит.
Этим, похоже, и лечит.
И проявляется гранью
мудрая, добрая вечность.
Ах, до чего же доступна
зрелость чудного вояжа.
Слова прозрачность – подспудна
зыбкой сыпучестью пляжа,
берега плавным лекалом,
неба и моря границей...
Голос тебя приласкает.
Небо окрасит зарница.
Голос приходит навечно.
Голос пронзает без крови.
Падают кудри на плечи.
Птицей вздымаются брови.
И в темноте атеисты
шепчут: “Помилуйте, Б-ги,”
медленно двигаясь мглистой,
будто открытой дорогой.
More about creation background and etc ...
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