Путешествие Души

Ты веришь в то,
Что зеркала не лгут.
Что, выпутавшись
Из сетей коварных пут,
Они покажут истину,
Что так проста.
Весы Фемиды.
Ложь всегда пуста.
Но на земле прожжённой
Вырастут цветы,
А вслед вернутся
Блики пустоты.
Рождение и смерть
В их праведной красе,
Гнев из небес
В бушующей грозе.
Ты видишь то,
Что ясно без прикрас,
Но лишь прозрев,
Услышишь чистый глас.
И в атомах
Сетей прозрачных пут,
Поймешь, что даже зеркала
Лишь лгут.

Faces

I have many faces —
Which one do you see in me?
Which one of my remnant traces
Have seized in your eyes to be?
Which one of those masks I wear
You like the most or you hate?
You have to become aware
Before it has turned out too late.
I have many, many faces.
But which one of them is mine?
Which one of those remnant traces
Has weaved into your design?

The Creator

Rumble. Thunder. Lighting bolt.
Everything is glowing…
New horizons rose to hold
Energy in flowing.
In the depth of holy darkness
Light burns walls of shadows,
Rays of heat define new grandness
Shaping mind's true meadows.
Can you feel your weight decreasing?
See, your soul is soaring.
After all these years, releasing,
It starts world's restoring.
Music of the time and space,
You have found the light.
Follow its unfading trace
'till it's still in sight.
Everything is changing fast —
Masks of life and death
Are the same. It's not the last,
Not your final breath.
Broken strings are mended back.
You are their creator.
There is nothing that you lack,
You will know this later.
Fly with stars, shine in the night —
You are born to fly.
Harmony sings in your fight.
Live as though you die.

Black holes

The vast universe reaching
Over the end of what we already know.
I wonder, what is the teaching
Of the coming and going, the fast and slow.
Drifting through space, like a comet, like starlight,
Leaving a trace on the strings of the time.
I have perceived an incongruous insight —
Places that wait to be silently mine.
Black holes of cosmos sing songs of the wisdom.
Which one of the roles are you going to take?
Are you a believer in a treacherous system,
What invisible choice are you going to make?

Есть только миг

"Вечный покой — сердце вряд ли обрадует, Вечный покой — для седыхпирамид.

А для звезды, что сорвалась и падает, Есть только миг, ослепительный миг".

Олег Анофриев (отрывок из песни «Есть только миг»)