The East turned green with the diamond net,
And the thousand of paths are rurning with rays,
To the strict and mysterios world's end.
If we could chose the one of the million ways!

To see, to know, to understand, to meet,
All shapes and colors take to brain,
To go through the earth with burning feet,
To percieve everything and embody again.

Maximilian Voloshin (Translated by Natalia Paschenko,10 year student)