Margarita Serafimova

Three Poems

Sunday Night

I was ready for eternity.
I had a body, and that means energy,
and it does not perish.


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I entered the ocean, and remained a certain time.
When I returned, my eyes shone differently
on the inside.


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Gardens of pomegranates, gardens of skies.
Was I waiting for someone?
Was I waited for?
The next instant—the Great King,
was walking on its road.