By Yasen Vedrin
(Fulfilled Premonitions)
Walk me through, O my love! I am your longest path to pursue!
Ready even ten pairs of your shoes in a day to destroy.
There is an untouched peak in white clouds. Let it happen that you
Will discover it first, having walked all along me with joy.
Walk me through, O my love! Only travelers truly can love,
When they want to search out a bright stream or a star from the night.
They will find all their dreams, once they lose them to heavens above,
Like a faith that is wandering safe in God’s hands out of sight.
Walk me through, O my love! The endless is shrinking down fast.
And the borders are warming our eyes with kind shoulders to bear.
Weary even to death, to remember you’re living at last –
For the priceless prepared to pay prices and bills everywhere.
Walk me through, O my love! I alone bring eternity's flare!
Like bright circles, in sunrise and sunset, o’er steppes set ablaze.
And at last – having touched my near distance so close and so rare,
Turn into my own path. And I will start traveling your ways!
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