Returning To Life Poem by Liza Sud

Life again is returning, returning...
I again see smells, colors and tastes,
After country was terribly burning,
In destruction and partings, depressed...

The sky is sounding like a baby,
Is containing the hymns of high love,
What is this, a reward for deed, bravery?
No, it's a present, the Dawn, Higher Life...

It was you, Death, who gave this rewarding...
In the next Resurrection, in turn,
My body was renewed at that moment,
In it no trace of illness or sore.