That was a year ago? all the same…

Funky years,
Happy Days,
As spring waters,
they sped off!..

That was a year ago? all the same:
All the same deadness of soul;
But that soul was younger, –
I could cry in the silence of the night.
Now the world has opened alarm,
And the mind sober look at life,
Opened new roads,
But I turned old…
She is one - my usual path,
May be, difficult and painful,
But I'll stop is usually,
And there - and the rest, and peace.

3 January 1900

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