Boris Zakhoder. Zahoditi (№ 232252)

To tell the truth?
Monuments - no.
Neither man-made nor miraculous.
The time - alas, erased the trail
All our works, and glorious, and shameful.
Erased the trail of victories, and other troubles,
Trail of inspiration and works of resistant,
Features kings on silver coins
And inscriptions in public restrooms,
The trail of the oceans and rock,
The Ground, her sisters - planets...
After all, every time - alas, only time.
And it will pass.
Erased the trail of the universe,
We managed, between the lines,
To read the grin of eternity.
Instant.
Erased trace...
But, cheer up, poet!
You also smiled to her in response.