Evening

Evening (Tense late calm) Late vigilance, evening colors, everything quiet, dead, rigid, Many of my memories disappeared, the day took them far away, they disappeared into grayness, Now I'm standing here, looking at the landscape, Master is watching, he perceives my desire, my soul, … I ponder, I stare at the seemingly dying distance… He sees that I'm brooding and says, that's good, you're waking up now, Let's go, you and I, and discover this being, the light in the darkness, Come, hurry, a few hours and the morning will come, and by then everything may seem ... And the mystery, the metaphysical life, which is undying... will be undiscovered. Light in the darkness? I wonder how, and how this is possible? Perhaps rather the infinite nothingness in the darkness. That's right, the answer came to my mind. Life is still bright, … if it spreads in the endless and empty dark depths…