LIFE Pieces, fragments and the moments -
A blood of destiny will not stick together
Zhanna`s Life again - area of a legend
Sounds - high as love.
Oh, with it Saints spoke, Tridimentionality of a reality having overcome
defined its path.
I prazden royal anger.
Here Zhanna`s tree - burns with
Fruits of light and works. War mutilates
as is able
of the Body and soul.
Saw Many dreams
About our world. Depth chasm.
follows fight silence
of unknown fault by Another.
Oh, as marauders - exult
As Zhanna will plunge them into shame.
of the Church power corridors,
of Prelates gilded life.
Soup from treachery the navarist,
In kitchen infernal boiled away.
What is visible during a century on yours?
Liouba is not small that passed.
Behind fight new fight - and again
Layers of history are dense.
I of Zhanna luminous intensity will stop the word
Fight … As it is severe,
So the truth in it heights.
Zhanna`s sword, whose balancing
of Otmenn - a legendary sword. its
in fight is easy skill - She rescued
from mutilate - I understand
Ya - and was. force I cannot understand
What inspired Zhanna. the Sign of this force to learn
… the house next,
Over it night depth burns with fires.
the Century everyone thought - it the last,
I lasted times again.
The church court is stitched by deception,
from this to withdraw lie,
What in the world many-sided
saves Diamonds - in continued
of Stremlenye to win.
Life will be - if you live in lie.
The fire in hundred languages will capture
Dry the maiden Zhanna flesh.
a sakramentalna Gate - though Are painful
But pain will roll away,
That a stone - strong soul: for
It new open tracks,
the Worlds in what slowly
Ascends Zhanna, - it is a pity for crowd
Below, still destroying
the Reality, roll to a bowl of accident,
Having disdained heaven good stanzas -
that the truth is good.
LADDER the Monk will pass on oslyat -
Is calculated and is bitterly drunk.
He loves each defect,
to It a bottle - is eternal by the way.
In indulgences - the passion -
Trades in a cassock and yawning -
The one who to frighten all by hell is glad,
B it naturally growing.
Luther is firm, the head is fresh, thought
I - from the amber force
of Heaven, and to it lnyot soul, Foreseeing
light of prospect.
to the Monk Luther nevmoch
to Suffer a gluttony, alcoholism, nonsense
of Doctrines - here continuous night
Spiritual, and a century the last.
… as though you see - it goes,
On a door of a cathedral beats
Against indulgences the arch,
Risks, and knows about it.
was not frightened a fire,
tortures, their juicy power.
That pain from them? It is sharp,
But is the world of heavenly thickness.
Heavenly layer, its
ore of Souls perfect, lightful.
of the Set phrase of monks inert,
their greed, their lives - trouble.
I that? It forever?
to Avgiya`s Stables is similar to
church Today - a sin and stuff,
puzata Sins, and in detail
Dictate what to do to us.
But Luther shattered church -
In angrily similar crushing.
A would be granted by force of forces
of the Opportunity for updating -
For change of church … Power
the directions Are various imt.
Heavenly shines thicknesses - Nobody such will take away
Manages the Bible translation,
Soul-sided Luther - at night.
I the infernal inhabitant, an infernal cat
Is seen by Luther voochyyu -
the Inkwell in it rather!
(an inkwell that in the museum).
Life the code not to read the reason out of system of life,
Biographers at times are false,
Are ready to adjust the facts.
From the twenty first to present to
In details Lyuterova life -
to take Lessons, to Enter amendments to a reality
, and on a rupture of veins
to Seek to understanding of an essence,
not to realize Which.
… that the person is mix in a vessel -
will be able to deny Nobody.
The LOGICIAN LOYOLA
Of scraps of food It is boring to clear
not to get used To this work
to the Boy on kitchen - prick pieces of chalk
of Feeling, could worry then.
But Loyola, an award having based
I having headed, against arrogance
Works in kitchen, the structure -
I Smother that is - having entered into layer from now on
of Wise humility.
water Washes utensils without effort.
The brave nobleman - Loyola - knows,
As sting a sword can, but
the Belief ekstatichny, than
wine to the Shower intoxicates.
The award is small so far. In former
At Loyola and a way, and fight, doubt
I - more sharply the razors,
Or mind which twisted a plait touched
Or soul fire.
A spiritual is more difficult to move stones
, than nature stones.
Only covers of the word
Seem - available hardly to
the Essence seduces, and shines nicely -
will not deceive? The angel will part
Two wings - will see hoofs.
of People to instincts lives,
Thirst of happiness and layers of life.
the Vector conducting up one
Is live from thousands, or hundreds of thousands
Different, but including their majesties.
the Father - houses of belief mister.
In rags would stick luxury to tear,
to Live among it - such heresy.
Belief - it means to be torn through
the Reality, to realize height.
Here Loyola the general, besides
At all not dreaming of glory.
Entered in the spiritual house, and the house
It is given to the sky as to the power
of Truth - it one besides.
it is not possible to Live, with truth dissembling.
it is impossible to Live in a limit gold.
Belief - each life is the title, we do not know
of It besides.
HOUSE From a labyrinth an exit to light -
, Why differently a labyrinth?
But vsyak on - to a svoym this flour -
I is impossible a reprint here -
On - to a svoym suffers torment of life.
A sometimes taste bright, tart.
Life - not food, on taste
I the classic tried it hardly.
Life make Various details
- it is plus.
A minus - important cannot Understand
a skvozhenye root. Hardly the childhood gold
the path Will give to
A chest - on what slept, lodge
I wretchedness - here it:
the museum became For a long time
In the Moscow reality votkan.
Volumes - extension of life? Is not present?
the Night-time the Writer the world in which light,
of Potm which it disturbs creates
penal servitude Chains already of
Are broken. Snow grew white greatly.
A at heart,
I with them to live with the wound childhood quite nasty.
to Live? Yes! But with it to write
Where is more handy. Takes out
From a wound images again,
I studies labyrinths.
And in Optina I remember the house -
the Museum where
the Novel grew ripe slowly, and it is the last volume.
… the old man - the father amusingly of
Behaves, and adovo besides …
Everything forms of our souls
was Investigated biased by the classic?
But a conclusion - it is very not clear. Skvozhenye`s
is the brightest arches,
Spheres of shine, and the worlds
Dense amber over us.
Who it is ready to learn
I truth to lift on a banner?
Craving for truth, the works
You burden the.
the Learned voice of poverty,
Soul hardly you will become impoverished.
Tobacco crumbles; crumbs, Everything is a pity for
by a sleeve … Night gets denser.
From night is able to build a vertical
To fields heavenly
learned a vertical
Who writes with Soul, smokes and is ill.
Who narrates to us about us
Very much that did not expect -
About cores of sense and a table,
Spheres of passions, enlightenments chance … … how the new light on a detail … can throw a death hour
of compassion burn down with
To all when again you read
of Togo whose cherezmerny work
by the Cathedral of light you will read.
The ESOTERIC POEM
Vineyards of the worlds over us,
the Shadow from them - the habitual, visible world.
That success, when soul, how in a hole,
Let hidden, but awful holes?
Life - system. And its reasons
Beyond a limit of it, are big.
of Ladders gilded pictures,
their quite air strokes.
The word - intimate
Force we do not know Dalnoboyno, speaking,
I words idle littering
Against greatness of the Universe. to me calendar leaves are terrible
them tears off Life as if fall.
Who it, tell, about it asks?
Together you address someone.
Switched off and again turned on the computer -
Virtuality is shown to destiny.
So from a threshold - Hi, I am destiny - Never she told
Ya would look and exclaimed - Oh!
I handshake would inspire.
And dreams are terrible - as though Cockroach drive into a crack
in the starlit night gold
millet Who klyuyot, the hiding the purpose?
Is a kernel of the phenomenon and
flesh of It is though can be not dense.
Is the river, but not to construct a raft -
would Cross the river, carefree. Life the river I do not undertake to call
- I do not want to pay in
a tax to a banal. I Will approach
Ya the provincial mooring
and I will test grief.
Smells remarkably water,
of the Wave an easy ring seduce.
of Clouds float looped herds
Over an avalanche of life.
of Thought the course - in fact lives the course.
Original life - as sphere of spirit.
Kohl of a shower ripened as if a fruit,
That about light of death will be a thought.