Сергей Стуклов – Мои стихи (страница 2)

You have to be Nobody

To tell us about Nothingness.

But how you can speak,

If you have Nothing?

You are Nothing.

That's why you have no body parts.

No head, no face, no lips.

No brain, no smile, no thoughts.

No hands, no legs, no stomach.

No nerves, no heart, no blood.

And also myriads of No.

And you have no tongue, of course.

So you can tell us no word

About your parent

Great Nothingness.

And the craziest question is

Who created the Great Nothingness?

Was that something higher

Than the Great Nothingness?

Or was it Super Nothingness?

What was before Something?

Maybe it was Great Emptiness?

Hmm, Nothingness... Emptiness.

What else, the Mother of madness?

I made myself crazy.

It's a Great waste of Time.

The Creature who has a body

Is surrounded by Time, obviously.

So, let's think about Time.

It was born by Something.

Nothingness created Something,

That gave birth to Time.

Imagine that there is no Time.

I think we can call it Timeless.

And what is Timeless?

Every scholar tells you,

That it is Eternity.

Oh, that's the Clue -

I guess I found the Answer.

There is no Nothingness,

No Emptiness, no Timeless.

It's the wrong Terminology.

There is only Great Eternity -

The Mother of Everything,

Who gave birth to All of us.

And to our Creator, too.

And the Point is that

Eternity can't be explained.

This is the only Axiom

Of our strange World.

I don't like Axioms,

Cause I don't like Anything,

That needs blind Faith

Without any Explanation.

But, dear Eternity,

I go down on my knees.

You are conquering my mind.

You are my guiding Light.

I have to be Nobody

To become your Husband.

That's why you will never be married,

Cause Nobody can't be found.

You can't find Something,

That has Nothing.

Cause it can't be seen