Виктор Луферов - Прозрение
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A sage regained his sight in the moons night
Mistook the face of the heartless moon for the guise of nature
Went blind again while scorning the sun's light
And died needless for all and everybody's stranger

So happy I'm that guide of all the blind
The cricket that led me along the cracks of pavement
Just when my soul at last regained its sight
Led me in the nice orchard where a woman had met me

From there I don't gaze
with doomy hope into the skies
Though azure's really a paint divinely bolding
More beautiful to look
into the beautiful eyes
As striking as to tear off a blindfold