River time.
Say, where the Roman walls
Where Babylon has gone
Where are the skinny girls
Of Cleon's sticky brawl
The years one after another
Like a rolling waves shisss melted
Further and further
By standing there I felt it...
On my ankles. The send
Was grinding gently on my skin
As waters folding in descent
I stood in tears with a grin
I realized the state I'm in
Is nothing but my own retreat
Into my my center where I meet
My there self within...-
- Hello you stranger tell me where
You've spent Your time under the glare
Have you acquired what you want?
And have you claimed your own Clermont.
I did. I have all corners of the land
Under my boot in blood and swelter
In glory with my dearest friend
My luck has brought me gold and shelter.
I had it all but let it go just
Liked to see it fly
Canary from the cage it burst
Into the clear blue sky
I always knew I will come back
For yet another round
Once I was lost in pitch of black
Came light and I was found.
Yuriy Stakhiv. 2020.