Time Is Gone... Poem by Lyudmila Purgina

Time is gone... And you flood as a river
Through the valleys of Nothing and Never...
And you wish there a fun, and you wish there a feeling...
Nothing, Never is only a pleasure...

Take the drop from the water of Leta...
It is small, small to size of the point...
Small is point, and dark... You can see that, whenever,
Point - is to be marked at first...

And then a cross from the point to the real world...
Look - to north, south, to east and to west...
And again you feel the heart beating, and more
Again you can breathe with your breast.