The Prophet Comments

Longing for spiritual springs, I dragged myself through desert sands... An angel with three pairs of wings Arrived to me at cross of lands; With fingers so light and slim He touched my eyes as in a dream: Dream, imagination and spiritual search. tony

nicely written like a true prophetic dream...i lik the style!

It is very difficult to convey adequately the lyric and dramatic voice of Russians. Sadly, in English it doesn't burn through your heart as it would in his mother tongue.But many a sage has told of the same experiences as Pushkin tries to impart.