“The Letter”
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Brother Dear,
 
We haven’t seen each other for eternity whole.
I look forward with impatience to meeting you.
 
 
I will walk along with you.
Rose petals of my soul
I will scatter under your steps.
And the weariness of roads will leave your feet.
 
 
The best cooks I will invite to my house
And They will cook their best dishes to honor you.
And the hunger of roads will leave your belly.
 
 
The most accomplished musicians I will bring to my house
And They will play the most beautiful songs to honor you.
And the creak of the wind of roads will leave your ears.
 
 
The most graceful dancers I will bring to my house
And They will dance in your honor
And Their dance will enchant your eyes.
And the loneliness of roads will leave your heart.
 
 
We will give ourselves to unhurried conversation, Me and You
About our past, our present and our future.
We will slowly tell the rosary of our lives’ events,
Enjoying each bead.
 
 
I Trust, I Hope, I Love!
 
 
Sincerely yours,
Abel
 
 
 
 
 
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Micha Maslennikov.
01.10.2005
Translation by
Yana Tsoy & Steven Brayshaw.
2005