In the Faraway land
\"... perhaps when we die,
We will go to that forest together\"
Nikolai Gumilev
He’s gone now forever, no time to revisit,
Never take will one moment your hands in the his,
He’ll be carried away to far kingdom forever -
You will never find him, dream-or never you dream…
Whether pray you or cry, even bones his not found,
Among thickets of grass and the fallen red leaves,
And who needs it? The cemeteries not for the strange ones,
Not the one under cross shall be found beneath…
Some will simply leave memo in few simple photos,
To dissolve the content in the wet deepmost earth…
You will look into eyes - there is warmth ever also,
Growing stronger and brighter so much every month…
He’s left now forever and turning so sadly
Smiling strangely, but since, from the bottom of heart,
Seems he knew, so he knew from the very beginning,
That he would now remain, may be somewhere, in wild…
Time will march, flow and run, maybe whirling and crumbling,
Waking up like the sand - whether life is or dream
And your meeting will happen some day and with trembling,
In the Faraway land, where reaches Sun’s beam...