В перерывах между учениками начинаю помаленьку набивать обещанные стихи.
Пока - только то, что зацепило, расплавило и вывернуло наизнанку с первого прочтения
По мере выполнения буду апдейтить этот пост
PS: К сожалению, не представляю, как здесь добиться сохранения отступов и абзацев (они у Леонарда крайне нестандартные и, на мой неискушенный взгляд, крайне же важны), но се ля ви, что выросло - то выросло
A Lifetime of LOVE
by Leonard NimoyИзбранное
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~~~
Love does happen
Like a touch
Of grace
It falls
Into place
Where there used
To be
Empty space
When I hold your
Face
In my hands
I ask
How did this happen
To me?
~~~
On a soft Sunday afternoon
We drifted into
The concert hall, small
The audience sparse
Hushed and waiting
Why? How did we come
To be here? I don’t recall
Perhaps a tiny notice, a newspaper
A flier, a poster on a bookstore wall
The houselights dimmed
And they arrived, two artists
Asian women, I recall
A cello and a violin, and they began
And we in tandem reached
And found each other’s hand
And held and were loving
And something in the music
What did they play?
It touched our love and stroked it
And filled our hearts so full
That it spilled into our eyes
And in the dark we both reached
To touch away the wet of love
On each other’s cheeks
And it was a soft, soft
Sunday
A soft Sunday afternoon
~~~
So many times
I’ve thought…
I need
I want
Someone to help me
Someone to understand
To care
Someone or something
To soothe this emptiness
This feeling of being lost
It never works that way
When I care
When I help or console
Or offer understanding
To someone else
My own emptiness disappears
And I am fulfilled
~~~
It is time
to give
For I have been given
so much
And now it is time
to give in return
I have seen pleasure
and sorrow
triumph
and defeat
I have seen
the joys of life
and watched
the face of death
I have walked
the road
Which sometimes seemed
unbearably long
hard and unbending
I have seen it
suddenly become
a path of glory
rich
fertile
lush
and givingNEW! Часть 2***
In the midst of lies
And painful sorrows
Lonely men without tomorrows
Promises not meant for keeping
Curtains drawn but not for sleeping
On top of the mountain stand
You and I…
In the rushing
Crushing
Pell-mell dashing
Flow of moments going by
Blowing winds and falling leaves
Swaying trees that bend a sigh
Prayers floating, hearts emoting
In the center ring stand
You and I
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Today
Time has stopped
A minute is still a minute
An hour is still an hour
And yet
The past and the future
Hang in a perfect balance
All focused on the present
A sweet flow of excitement
Warms me
You are near
You are here
But you seem unsure
Are you ready?
Do you know me?
You seem unsure…
Do I offer too little
Or is it too much?
You seem unsure
Am I too late
Or is it too soon?..
***
If the sun turns cold
If the night is too dark
Long and lonely
Try me
If your trust
Has been betrayed
If dreams won’t
Come true
When hopes seem
To crumble
And fade
To dust
Try me
If your sadness
Leaves a void
And emptiness
Which can’t
Be filled
Accept
By love
Try me
***
High, high up on the hill
In a house of ruby glass
Living in the warmth
Of the sun
Lives the love I look for
In a ruby glass house
Without a door
Burning, reflecting
From the eye of my desire
At times
I hold my breath
Did I hear a sound?
Was there a signal?
I must be patient
Morning comes
When night is done
Burn all your candles
Light all your lamps
Between sunset and dawn
It is still night