We are in the universe's memoirs forgotten chapters,
We curl galaxies in an archaic pattern,
We are in the arias of eternity angels moaning,
We're in the chorus of space demons...
In a genius world, we are untalented restorers,
In the Temple of the Creator our crown is but shame,
At the blue ark, we're pauper tenants,
The silent Lord will read the sentence to all.....
In the webs of time, we are snowflakes, pearls -
The canvases of the universe glamorize decor,
We are humble, defiant, merciful criminals,
Evil and good is a sweet and sour solution....
We are the fireworks of the universe, the recorders,
We are in the abode of Eternity a moment's glimpse,
We are blind imitators of the works of Genius,
We are in the wrinkles of the universe's vintage pattern ...
Leyla Yusupova.