All people speed, after finishing work.
They go home, there awaits the hot dog,
Awaits the TV set, and lastly – the bed…
From day to day till life will end.
I’m proposing, to put a stop
To being lifeless. Lifetime is very short!
At first the morning, day and evening,
And lastly – the night-deadlock where is ending.
In the evening, you must stop and look
How magnificent is the life! What took
From morning you through the lightful day?
What kind of treasure trove had you kept?
The evening – good time in life,
When we may spend to care for a time.
In evening must be always fine,
Life never does return, to the regret mine.
But sunny evening presents the sunset of life.
In previous time was shining the Sun,
In the new day, again is shining one.
But why in principle keep right,
And never infringe its state.
Why people can’t observe the laws.
From day to day are writing who
All principles in previous time did write
For man. Law-writer knows its right.
But who is one? The nature is,
Or may be somebody who is ruling it?
Seasons come back from time to time
How abiding to the laws they are?
Who is the lawgiver for man and seasons,
Who wants to be alright on the earth?
Who’s leading the weather and does restore
Its full strength and for long?
Who can be competent in life,
And know in all respects what is right?
Who is deserving attention ours
Whom may we love without being false?
It’s only the God! His principle is fine
We must all know in the life:
To be with all people in truthful Love!
Has written somebody about noon? —
Must be… But very seldom, whom
Was found interest in the problem,
Which may have been the noon. What sort is it?
Morning is always the lucky time,
When people wait for the day some fine.
At noontime ready will be for meeting
With happiness, but luck may not be speeding.
Why won’t speed it, when people wait.
They very much need to meet the light.
Somebody will be meeting now,
Someone tomorrow will have found.
Cross out the noon of last parting day,
Will be ready for the new, which must be clear.
It will bring many happy hours,
When dreams will have been all realized.
In the morning we were waiting for the shine,
At noontime we meet the shining Sun,
In evening see off, to meet the time next.
What is better: wait or see? Meet – the best!
That’s why I’m writing about noon.