Жизнь

                                           пронизана мраком,

                                                                        наполнена пустотой...

                                   Не сегодня,

                                                      так завтра —

                                                                           боль...

                                   — Дальше?
                                   — Ложь...
                                   — А потом?
                                   — Очищающий дождь...

 

                                   Дайте срок —

                                                        все пройдет...

 

                                   ...Мрака, пустоты, боли

                                                                    больше нет.

                                   Впереди солнечный свет!