" Blue " Boris Pasternak. Reads Gabriadze
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Heavenly light
The blue light
I've loved since early years
In childhood,
it signified to me
The blue of different beginnings
And now, when I have reached
The summit of my days
I will not sacrifice blue for the sake of other colors
It is beautiful without adornment
his is the color of beloved eyes
This is the fathomless gaze of yours,
filled with blue
This is the color of my dream
This is the blush of height
Into this blue span
Is submerged the earthly space
This is an easy move
to anonimity from responsibilities
and from the weeping relatives at my funeral
This is the blue, light frost
on my tombstone
This is the blue, winter smoke
of the mist over my name
