Was he happy
The time will come-the Lord of the prodigal son will ask:
"Whether you're happy in the life?"..
I. A. Bunin
From a cloudy day-longing for happiness
Unfulfilled even in the spring,
Over the rainbow, the earth's alter ego -
As a child-not descended to me,
Near, what can only dream of
Trust smiles and heat.
For joy-fluttered like a tit,
Yes I have in palms died.
Love is another ephemeris,
Where hidden behind a haze of blue
Deception, overcome grievances
And a bitter grin at myself.
But again, rejoices and weeps violin,
Cold mind taking prisoner,
And says the heart is a crypt,
Hiding the secret of change,
And the upper world, and the depth of Another,
And in Golden ears of cornflowers,
As a choice between happiness and the Word,
Step from inspiration to line…
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