Wrong place you search still where he never goes. But turn off your mind and let silence reign, And listen to what your heart would be saying … And then lost yourself - what did not exist, Your mind would be pure, your sight wouldn't twist. You'll hear the voice, silenced for so long, True part of yourself with such a strange tongue. For he is within, but rare to find... You'll know this one day - Your God is inside.

Я не пастух, я не лакей

 I am a light in the darkest night, I am a stone on the road that is right, I am a mead in a sorrow's potion, I am but a tear in a life’s ocean. I am not one to follow, I am not one to blame, And my pass won't be sorrowed, Thus I don't feel ashamed. I am not of the chosen, I am not of the right - I am just but a mortal Who is simply not blind. And I don't see the future, And I can't alter souls, I am but a life's teacher Who has no selfish goals. And as long as I'm here Standing fast, holding ground, You may not have the fear For new life is around. All to see you are happy Lightened ones, helping others, So one day in the long last I can call you “my brothers”.

Человек Многих Имен

 I don't know why I feel I am Once lived through all of this - and then I have forgotten who I was,


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