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17 April 2014

The dark silence


In the dark the silence, but I hear your voice.
During the night the dreams are always sharper.
During the day I work for you, knowing you are here.
I feel the smell of you in every aroma around me.
I feel the warmth of your skin in everything I touch
Feeling that come from the fringes of reality,
that reality which I had to accept being away from you.



My song...for you...

My Song

This song of mine will wind its music around you,
my child, like the fond arms of love.

The song of mine will touch your forehead
like a kiss of blessing.

When you are alone it will sit by your side and
whisper in your ear, when you are in the crowd
it will fence you about with aloofness.

My song will be like a pair of wings to your dreams,
it will transport your heart to the verge of the unknown.

It will be like the faithful star overhead
when dark night is over your road.

My song will sit in the pupils of your eyes,
and will carry your sight into the heart of things.

And when my voice is silenced in death,
my song will speak in your living heart.



~Rabindranath Tagore

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Mikhail Lermontov, called also Misha the Siberian.