Late evening. Oh Sun, where are you?
It's like autumn. But somehow snowy.
My heart is dashing stubbornly
To the station in the unavoidable darkness.

The darkness is already there, behind the bed.
What a shadow? Maybe it's father?
I'm closing my eyes tired,
To see my far childhood.

I’m glad there. And everything is glad to see me.
And the Universe is filled with me.
My father and me are sitting next to each other
By the fire above river waves.

The fire is colored with my gaze,
It promises to me by merry shivering
That the good will be everlasting,
And the eternity will always be good.

The river is drifting its swirls
Directly to the star river, no doubt.
And my father told me whispering:
-I love you
Know it, my boy…

Here is the room. I’m back.
Tears are wiped. I’m like restrained.
But the heart is dashing exited
To the station in the unavoidable darkness.

And something is calling me with anxious knocking
To do something in autumn cool.
And I carefully put my arm
On the shoulder of the sleeping son.

………………………………

By the fire near the river waves.
Me and my son are sitting next to each other.
The son is looking with me at the flame.
And our two glazes are bright.

As for the fire – it is throwing carelessly
Handfuls of light grains to the sky:
Indeed the good will be everlasting,
And the eternity will always be good.

The river is still drifting its swirls
Directly to the star river, no doubt.
And I decided to say whispering:
-I love you
Know it, my boy…

That seems to be frightful is not frightful,
If love is shining after separation.
And my son, when he is elder
Will start a fire with my grandson.

And behind them in star valley
The bank is light with a chain of flames.
- I love you… So seriously
Fathers repeat it to kids.

My heart is dashing there also.
I will meet my beloved there –
Near the river clean with voices.
Which is called…
Star eternity.

(с)Leonid Shimko

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