About legend, of fairy tales, of the mysteries.
Christ was one Vsepobedny.
on deserts, Random thoughts on
Nachertalsya and whirlwinds come into production.
we are tormented, erased centuries,
Iron tempered heart,
Burnt, again recalled
Nepostizhnuyu mystery of the Father.
And before him prostrate dale
Pauses for a thin line:
Do not understand the Golden Verb
Exhausted iron dream.
September 1902
