Who knows the day of imminent threats?

Who can create the copy of a moment

And former feelings’ torn threads

To paint sincerely without any false comments?

Moments of feelings are shatters of an iridescent wind;

And only an artist, a chainless pilgrim,

Tries to spread nets for his mind

And to capture feelings with a single picture.

An opportunity can change the direction of life;

A shepherd changes bleating of a sheep;

And labyrinths of falsely made up faith

Prepare delusive pious places to sleep.

Lucky is the one who has the horizon of love advantage

And did not exchange it for vulgar pasture land.