Autumn snowdrifts
And the janitors have already removed all the leaves,
They gathered them in the autumn snowdrifts,
To remove the remains of gold-summer
And clear the space to.
That's how you wash away your grievances,
Disappointment, irritation,
Collect in a huge bundle
And burn in the fire without regret.
Solvents in bad autumn weather
Everything is unnecessary.
Let it wash away from the soul with rain
Remains of pride and jealousy.
Let the winds carry it away from it
Everything that has grown old and outdated.
Sow new seeds there,
That everything would turn green in the spring.
Wisdom will grow there, let Loyalty,
Positions of Hope and Patience,
Let faith rise and grow
And your awakening will come.
(V. Davydova 02.10.2020)
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