Nameless Song Poem by Galina Italyanskaya

It is simple, my friend, it is simple.
Wacky world from the start and forever:
Nameless mountains, valleys and rivers,
Nameless stars on the heavenly ceiling.

An anonymous mail towards you:
Autumn leaves are brought from a distance.
Do not hurry to maim this essence
With an ugly stamp of a word.

People build up of words their shields-
Not to get through them, not to pierce.
And it would be much better to stay
On this side for your own sake.

But we are not to be all alone,
So it draws you to them with no choice,
And the cloth of silence is torn,
And the wind's picking up your voice.

And your soul is spreading the wings,
Taking off to fly like a bird,
Knocking hopefully on the windows
Till it's tired of being unheard.

Just the shutter will slam like a thunder,
While outside there's only the rain
Shedding tears till the dawn, and no wonder
That nobody will call you name.

It is simple, my friend, it is simple.
Wacky world from the start and forever:
Nameless stars on the heavenly ceiling,
Nameless mountains, valleys and rivers.

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(29 November 2017, Ukhta)