The Easter joy
This happens all the time in the brightest sunlight ,
Colors are minted the green, the blue, the white...
And a mysterious Power rules the ball in Heavens ,
The clouds to the wind keep their noses in curls.
The joy invades inadvertently in the sensations,
The Spirit gives the life for the consolation
And full of happiness the highest creation
Drinks, choking, a cup of gold - the inspiration.
The languishing of the Great Lent was broken,
It's the incomprehensible miracle of the sinful redemption,
To the Burial Place the Easter fire came down
And the universe celebrates Christ's Resurrection.
Copyright © Sergey Zavertyaev | Year Posted 2017