Saints Peter and Paul El Greco (1541-1614)

THE APOSTLES

-How can I become a fisher of men?! -
He saw the light of a wondrous catch.
He felt the power of powers more truly
Than he could have grasped the power of words.

All twelve are gathered, and behold,
Bathed in the light of love.
When truth leads you,
Can you remain the same?
Just as
The soil, having received fertilizer,
Will it remain barren? The apostle
John, foreseeing the vast
Amount of data that a wild island will reveal.

And Andrew, going nowhere,
Knowing so precisely the goal of the road.
The false environment of the Pharisees -
Where deceit lies in drawing conclusions.

And Peter is destined to deny.
Times and signs are confused.
It is not given to us to comprehend exactly
The paths of the apostles – twofold:
What they wrote – what they knew – and they probably knew more.
But our disbelief is like wine,
Or a gray ash of falsehood in our souls.
Paul, who saw the light on his way -
What was Damascus, when truth was revealed?
And it is given as a blessing,
Along with which one can come to it.
Many roads, many rocks -
Patmos rises majestically,
For in spirit John stood there -
Images layered in the abyss of the mind.
The bell calls us to action -
To the action of knowing God. It is difficult.
How we long to feel flight,
Our souls cannot sleep soundly.
With just four Gospels, the world
Can barely describe Jesus -
He is a part of us, and we are in him – understand
The will of perfect verticality.
John explains the mystical essence
Of light with the power of the Word.
From the beginning, it is impossible to imagine the path -
You strive again and again, you sinful one.

And twelve people go...
Their clothes sway in the wind.
They are going through the cosmos, and by the sum of our faiths
We are not who we used to be,
Although we grow slowly. But we are growing -
In this growth beats the pulse of hope,
Strengthened by light.

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Солить, вкуснее делать мир

Была апостолов задача.

Каким он стал – как наша сдача

С их слов – высоких, как эфир.

Коль силу потеряет соль,

Какая роль вообще возможна?

Пустая, чёрная – как ноль,

Иль будет, как пятак – ничтожна.

Жизнь, впрочем, не подмостки, нет,

Но – производная от света.

Соль не теряет силы, свет –

Поэтому жива планета.