Dmitry Mizgulin. (№ 349378)

The rain and snow the sky is crying,
The usual bustle of life.
Perceive things differently
In the days of lent.
Your way is the doubt sevugan,
Go through the darkness
You have no need
And you don't need anyone.
You on the whole white light
It is not necessary anything...
And only star
Only the wind
In the desert of your heart.