Flowers of Soul

Written by: Aleh Barysau

When I look at the sky at night or daylight. 
You see, it makes my mind feel easy. 
When I descend onto the ground – at once 
the darkness crawls into my soul and it’s too cold.
Sometimes a lucid moment comes to me; 
A flash of dawn ascends and ice of darkness melts,
the flowers faded in my soul returns to life, 
their fragrance rises up within myself,
inebriated with a smell of nectar;
And I would say: pour it on them
or they will die too early.