Maria.Loving.World

By MariArts Books

Maria.Loving.World episodes

February 17, 2023 Ballade about a girl
Inevitably, the river flows through the meadows green,
Inevitably, the maiden fair falls for a warrior's gleam,
Oh, she loves him so, but she doesn't want to hurt, Only the river whispers secrets to her
in an undertone so curt.
Only the pure river knows what to do,
It holds all the answers, it's wise and true,
Oh, lovely maiden fair, look into the river's eyes,
Oh, beautiful and clear, let your heart be wise.
The hour will come, and you'll be perplexed and worried,
But still, put on your red sarafan, you mustn't be hurried,
Oh, dress up, dress up in your finest attire,
The river and fate will lead you to your heart's desire.
Oh, dress up, dress up in your finest attire,
The river and fate will lead you to your heart's desire.
In spring, the maiden fair had her destiny laid,
And in the red summer, her sarafans were made, Then came the autumn, with its golden, leafy trails, And winter gave her snowy sleds with horse's tails.
Oh, sleds with horse's tails, how they shone in the light,
As the maiden fair rode away, all pure and bright, Heavyhearted, yet happy, her fate was sealed,
Her destiny fulfilled, and her heart truly healed.
Oh, you, lovely maiden fair,
Eyes so bright, so rare,
Your life was hard, but full of joy, A
As the river and fate played their coy.
Inevitably, the river flows through the meadows green,
Inevitably, the maiden fair falls for a warrior's gleam,
Oh, she loves him so, but she doesn't want to hurt, Only the river whispers secrets to her in an undertone so curt.
3 min
October 18, 2022 A field
Beyond the right and 'wrong'
There is a field...
An open space, a shield...
And I will meet you there...
A field surrounded by forest,
Where stars are falling down to grass...
Where time is steady, days don't pass...
Where Souls descend into the grass.
The world is crowded to talk...
You better hold my hand, let's walk...
Ideas, languages and any phrase you say -
No longer they make sense...
...we are two tiny in the immense...
Two lost who hide in order to dispense
Their inner feelings...
What a Field!..
May everything just flow, just let it go -
whatever unfulfilled.
1 min
August 09, 2022 Everything starts with Love
The angel is tired, the angel is tired -
He's helped everyone all day long.
Two poorly unloved recently met;
Destined to the full loneliness,
They faced their happiness.
The Angel's talked to old grandmother.
He asked her all about the sores.
He drank a hot tea with a sugar bun,
To bring joy to the woman He's quietly sung...
He's caught the baby, that looked out the window -
She almost flew away with the titmice...
Then them together guessing funny riddles -
There's not another chance or compromise.
He's got a little cat from the rooftop -
The angel worried about the small creature.
He brought to doctors and the patient Hope -
Being unnoticeably helpful is His feature.
He calmed anxiety in restless hearts...
He loved these people sometimes very strange.
He loved these people - elderly and children.
They ain't strangers, often look like angels,
Believers in the miracles and fairy tales,
Defenceless in their kindness,
Them being open to the wonders...
And such an angel...
He's everywhere
With everyone...
2 min
August 09, 2022 The Angel
The angel is tired, the angel is tired -
He's helped everyone all day long.
Two poorly unloved recently met;
Destined to the full loneliness,
They faced their happiness.
The Angel's talked to old grandmother.
He asked her all about the sores.
He drank a hot tea with a sugar bun,
To bring joy to the woman He's quietly sung...
He's caught the baby, that looked out the window -
She almost flew away with the titmice...
Then them together guessing funny riddles -
There's not another chance or compromise.
He's got a little cat from the rooftop -
The angel worried about the small creature.
He brought to doctors and the patient Hope -
Being unnoticeably helpful is His feature.
He calmed anxiety in restless hearts...
He loved these people sometimes very strange.
He loved these people - elderly and children.
They ain't strangers, often look like angels,
Believers in the miracles and fairy tales,
Defenceless in their kindness,
Them being open to the wonders...
And such an angel...
He's everywhere
With everyone...
2 min
August 09, 2022 The Sun goes Up
As promised all without deceiving,
The sun turned up in early afternoon...
An oblique stripes of saffron,
I can't help believing,
Slide down tenderly,
Touching a curtain soon...
It covered with hot ochre
The neighboring woods and houses,
My bed, my pillows and my hair and cheeks.
The sun goes up and up, it never drowses
On summer days and endless summer weeks...
Am I still dreaming or it's my reality -
Sweet amber honey August and its bright temptation?
Mortality turned into sudden tiny immortality -
Almost unnoticed, but well-known transfiguration...
You walked in a crowd, apart and in pairs,
Suddenly someone remembered that today
sixth of august old
Transfiguration.
Ordinarily light without flame
Comes on this day from Tabor,
And autumn, clear as a sign,
It draws the eyes to itself.
And you went through the petty, beggarly,
Naked, quivering alder
In the ginger-red cemetery forest,
Burning like a printed gingerbread.
With its hushed peaks
Neighboring the sky is important
And the voices of cocks
Called to each other for a long time.
In the forest as a government surveyor
There was death among the churchyard,
Looking into the face of my dead,
To dig a hole in my height.
Was physically felt by everyone
A calm voice nearby.
That former voice is my visionary
It sounded untouched by decay:
"Farewell, transfiguration azure
And the gold of the second Savior
Soften with the last caress of a woman
I am the bitterness of the fateful hour.
Farewell, years of timelessness,
Farewell, abyss of humiliation
A challenging woman!
I am your battlefield.
Farewell, spread wingspan,
Flight of free perseverance,
And the image of the world, revealed in the word,
And creativity, and wonderworking.
1 min
August 09, 2022 Overtaking light
Overtaking the speed of light
The mind is racing over ages...
In the depths of the poet's delight
A line is following another line
laying down on the snow-white pages...
Shaking off the gray dust,
Pray She will and sing She must -
She will tell you a magical story
About the times wild and hoary
Overtaking the speed of light...
1 min
August 09, 2022 Can you?..
Can you walk with my shadow
along the edge of the soul?
...Where for half of a lifetime
there's no sleep and no goal.
Forgotten, unlikely
to start gutting again,
It won't work even blindly,
not worth trying the same.
Divide gaps into "after",
Divide all the "before"
The rain washed our laughter
Slamming the door...
Weaving loneliness into
Your tiny home,
Where the traces, your traces
don't remember the road...
Can you walk with my shadow
Along the edge of a meadow,
Everything's become mere,
The most vital thing is
You are here.
1 min
August 09, 2022 A day will come
In front of the morning rays
Towards the solar miracles -
The world comes out to embrace
Carrying the sky made of particles...
Everything will wake up,
Everything comes to life,
Silence is breaking the night,
Bringing the ultimate light,
Warmed in the sunny arms...
Keeping all summer charms,
A day will be born in love with the dawn,
Filled with the heavenly caress,
With the bird's beautiful trills
On its cherry breezy crimson lips...
A day will come!
1 min
August 09, 2022 Being in love
Well, tell me, have you ever been in love?
Tell me, if the dawn has ever floated
at your home?..
And doves were circling overhead,
Dancing the whitest minuet?..
Tell me, have blizzards sung in your bedroom?
Have you read all your rhymes and poems to her?
In every single look
you were... looking for a friend, whom
you could name your soul-mate?..
Have you been hiding somewhere in a nook,
writing a line by line of a new book...
For her?
Have you been standing at the station,
Inhaling the fragrance of the trains,
Have you been dealing with temptation
To disappear, to vanish in the rains?..
Well, tell me, have you ever cried,
Sobbing with bitter happiness at night,
While desperately dreaming about her?..
Well, if you know at least a little...
So if you know about the times
It means for you, not for another,
I've written all my crazy rhymes.
2 min
August 09, 2022 The sea
The sea will tenderly embrace,
And bury in its golden sands
while fishermen are casting fishing nets...
While fishermen are casting there a fishing line,
Our souls are catching here a rushing tide...
There is nowhere to hide -
Forgive me.
So late at night, we're laying in a puddle
Someone here needs the air and cuddle,
but touches are much less, than even subtle...
Forgive me.
Our clothes got water, we are stuck
We stuck so tight...
I think, the sun fell over,
And out of the sudden it is quiet,
We can't hear clocks and seagulls,
You are in sand as if in bronze,
I am not sure that it is legal..
But anyway, forgive me.
The sea will tenderly embrace,
Bury us in the golden sands...
Is it a chance?
Forgive me.
2 min