I Trust Myself To The Line
1
There is a
miracle of awakening,
When the rays
rush to you Swaddle a new birth,
As the firstborn of your soul.
I'm rocking her
in my arms
In the
constellation of the dawn roses.
And I enter life
without noticing,
How quickly the
firstborn grew up.
2
Times are
different in your eyes,
Where the
servants light candles.
And silks silver
wave
It gently
exposes your shoulders.
The evening
garden is filled with music.
The piano keys
are touched by the hand.
There are a
number of wicker chairs on the veranda.
Champagne is
poured into glasses...
Thank you for
looking at me!
All that is now
- I no longer need!
Times are
different in your eyes,
Please don't
look away!
3
Let's fill the
words with eternity,
When the lips
have already closed
And only a
difficult whisper is heard, –
I'm sorry, my
beloved…
Oh, life, how
short is your path:
One sigh, one
careless step!
It all seems like we will be forever,
But here, and the lips will not open!
SERGEY A. POVALYAEV
SERGEY A. POVALYAEV was born on
November 28, 1944 in the city of Grodno (Republic of Belarus). Since 1949 he
has been living in the city of Minsk. Graduated from Minsk State Linguistic
University, PhD in Philosophy. For a long time he taught at the Belarusian
State University. Currently, he is a pensioner. The creative path of Sergey
Povalyaev begins from the moment when his army poems were first published in
the newspaper "For the Glory of the Motherland". Sergey Povalyaev's
first book of poems "Selected Lyrics" was published by the Minsk
publishing house "Oracle" in 1992. After that, collections were
published in electronic form (Ridero publishing house): "Revelation of
Love", "Test of Feelings", "Romance with Echo
continuation", "Anthology of Poetry", "Notes of an old
townsman". Separate cycles of poems were published in Russian printed
publications: "Poet of the Year", "My Russia",
"Image", "Bulletin of the Bunin Society of Russia"./
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