My little world ~ Bisectris ~ (c) 2018-12-08

Around are only ashes and dust. Everything I loved is in ruins. It's dark in my eyes because of fear, And the panic is breathing in my back. My little light world Trampled, scattered, strangled. The cold stream of devastation Creeps like a snake into my soul. It wasn't beautiful, my world, There was warm light in it, there were shadows. There was also a favorite icon. For whom I knelt down. Played, laughed, joked, Woke the attention with her poems. Only occasionally quietly sad, In her eternal expectation. Then, when the time is up, Maybe life will get better. But a small bright world Now irrevocably destroyed.