A Contrast Being
I sing in honor all nice vibes of Soul...
But everybody plays their own role
Of Destiny in Being, Love and Grief...
And each Soul sings its own motive...
Two souls, being in contrast,
Can or cannot join whenever fast ...
Sometimes they live proudly apart
But their neighborhood can shiny start...
Being neighbors, especially in the East,
Is really great! It's like a stunning feast...
Перевод с английского:
Пою в честь флюидов Души...
Но каждый играет свою роль
Судьбы в Бытии, Любви и Горе ...
Но Душа каждого поёт свой собственный мотив ...
Две души, находясь в контрасте,
Могут и не могут быстро соединиться ...
Иногда они живут отдельно,
Но их соседство может светом заискриться ...
Быть соседями, особенно на Востоке, –
Здорово! Это, как потрясающий праздник ...
Читая и вдохновляясь:
http://www.proza.ru/2016/11/11/543
Tiger and Rose
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You're a tiger – bringer of fear and sadness.
I'm a rose – bringer of smiles and joy.
Your mission is to roar, to scare and -
To proclaim that truth is fear.
You and I – we have One God,
He, who instills fear through you
And smiles through me.
My quietude is my mission...
My aroma is my cry
It proclaims that truth is love.
Each of us is right "in our own way".
You have your own "audience".
I have my own – my "wavelength".
We've got different vibrations,
And God's Greatness is in the fact
That He's neither made you my "food"
Nor me – yours ...
And this is how we live – as distant close "neighbors".
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