We are like lungs and heart
In Christ's Body - humanity.
As "Russia borders with God", -
Rilke said for immortality.
Russian soul's mystery
Is in that Russia breathes!
The limbs don't understand:
Closer to the light Spirit
Lungs clean interconnection
And the heart gives a cue
And imbues inspiration.
Russian ballet - has proved.
Since we all form the lungs,
Stately in all our breadth
We bring Spirit to others
So that the World could breath.
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