Awake, and this morning i want not meet With the same, so usual, silence. This rivers everytime new, murmurs in old ways.
This roads Everywhere same. Time to finish. She's hairs shaggy... Sometimes she's like angel.
I want start new day with daybreak New Sun. But any amount Of trying - just old style. Become sick. And full time
Of gray paints. Make tests For place in area... where we movement. The fog is scattering, and increase possibility visible.
Just now i think that all is lost. Was not be vain Time spending. We have see. It was radiance,
Somewhere here, in the depth I heard airily indifference singing. West become serene.
Valley, leading to settlement, by sleepy eyes, looks like full of roads. Remind me gallery. Mountains scenery not be snow-covered. Menaces gone. Like unfold rose-leaf, Houses plainly visible. From wind covered by forest, Trying to keep calm and melodys, like deserted moderns. Remind me old gods. But they was humans. And dressed simply. They not attenty That we mained visitors.
Broken jugs sound, and kids of this place didn't crying. Astonishment changing whisper, сhanging silence. Holded man seems like Losted in company hiders broken crystal. Protected kids females by them bodies. Everywhere can we hear softly whisper. Prayers shield it. "-How they came into this forest? -Quite!"
This virgin strong landscape. Was necessary Take a carefully march. Eyelids him keeping Even strong and clear charm сlear time. In eyes him be Clear colours of rainbow. Words this seems like secrets, Losted in other world. We are affraid. They talk.
They was moved, fear smell. Every voice - hue of doubt. We stop search, getting tale. Here Babel. Gesture, expression have no Well-action. Ask name. And not Stay here confusion, early Univers here.
We turned in all over again created Childish world. All thoughts In coloured eyes - fantasy. All proves at their lips dummy. But simply words in their whisper: «We are the bible».