Before The First Flight...
I bow before those verses
Which are able only to dream,
Without a mast and sails must float
In the sea of oblivion and expectation -..
I bow before those verses
Which wait for its reader
And every one word has shivers-
As, of birdie before the first flight...
I bow before those verses,
Which it is not written yet,
But does storm of related souls
For they waits me above heavens...
Tsira Gogeshvili
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