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This Made


This Made

This is of everyday Voices’ Enchanting,

Murmuring Dreaming of Nature unchanged:

Be of the Worlds in your Being implanted,

Be of the Heights that your Consciousness met,

 

And, exercising both Being and Meeting,

Shapes of your Steps from this Momentum trace:

Truth will from now on look as if Cheating,

Treated by this World like utter Disgrace…

 

Pathway of Steps, traced in such a Dimension,

You will be destined by Fate to except:

Every Conjunction will follow Convention,

Every Contempt force you to contemplate.

 

In Mediastinum freeze meditative

And warming Breath by the icy Hands grasp:

What is comprised in the Jiff so creative?

What makes so active the credible Clasp?..

 

Mystic of Openness is not so hidden,

As you could possibly think to expect:

Be just aware of Intrigues and Kidding,

Mocking of Something you thought to neglect.

 

Everyday Voices in every night Silence

Noted are in Polyphony great –

With Dreamings’ Murmuring of Nature’s Chanting

Burst now Expanses, from Points of Peaks made!..

 

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Vladislav Martynovitch

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