A Flashlight

You shine to me like a flashlight, white, from black distance far. Explain to me, please, explain now: why are you so close to God? This light caresses me gently as many tongues of love, and licks me around, so playful. as saints from their icons glance. what is more: it is leaving traces - and one more: all will merge with it - it turns everything to white paintings, like our God. We're alone with Him. not a flashlight you are- a strong searchlight, and you easily lift me up, the soul sits at the words - as on branches - And it sings among birds about God!