New day

There are many snow  in the field.
It's white, too white.
My horse trots across the field
And her shadow vanishes in light.
The clatter sounds in infinity space.
The bells prophesies to me.
New day brings the God's grace
And peace descends on me.

A lone star

A lone star is flying in the heaven,
And her way leads nowhere.
She is just flying.
She does not hurry anywhere
Because she has no the final station.
She is just flying
And she is happy.

Cat story (2)

It was the wonderful evening. The sun was setting. The cat was sitting near the window and reading.
- Do you know that cats are the best gourmets in the world? - he asked me. 
- I don't know, - I objected him. - Is it the truth?  
- Yes, especially we have an eye for drinks - he smiled.
- Would you like to have something to drink? - I asked him. - Some wine or some beer?
- Some milk, please.
It's nothing could be said against that.

Cat story

I have a cat. His name is Krishna. He walked to me 7 years ago in from the street and stayed here forever.
- It will be a rain, - he said me in the evening.
His sly blue-yellow eyes looked at me.
- How do you know? - I asked him.
- I know because I know, - he said, lighting a cigarette.
- Don't smoking! - I said.
- Who cares! - he snorted.
We sat in silence long time. The cat began to purr at last.
- You must perform cat's duties and don't make the weather forecasts, - I thought.
The day has passed. On the next morning I looked out the window. The sun was shining but the ground was wet. To all appearances it had been raining.