Nov 2019
I reached out my heart to the Heavens
and the Beat of Its Winds became mine
a pulse I have never forgotten
had unraveled the meaning of Time
with Patience I walked like a Dreamer
who was waiting for Wonders to come
my lack of respect for The Silence
disappeared as I welcomed The Sun
the knots in my body were gathered
they were bound by the thoughts in my head
I woke up as sleepy as ever
I would take up The Cross in my bed
and the Beat of Its Winds became mine
a pulse I have never forgotten
had unraveled the meaning of Time
with Patience I walked like a Dreamer
who was waiting for Wonders to come
my lack of respect for The Silence
disappeared as I welcomed The Sun
the knots in my body were gathered
they were bound by the thoughts in my head
I woke up as sleepy as ever
I would take up The Cross in my bed
“Больной отвечал Ему: так, Господи; но не имею человека, который опустил бы меня в купальню, когда возмутится вода; когда же я прихожу, другой уже сходит прежде меня. Иисус говорит ему: встань, возьми постель твою и ходи.”
От Иоанна 5:7-8
От Иоанна 5:7-8
