When you are cornered and depressed <br />By people, dues or anguish. <br />When, undetneath the coffin desk, <br />All that inspired you, perished; <br /> <br />When through the deserted town dome, <br />Hopless and weak, <br />You're finally returning home, <br />And rhimes are on thy eaves, - <br /> <br />Then - come to rest for short-lifed flash <br />To hear the silence of night <br />You'll fathom other life by ears <br />That's hard to fathom 't daylight <br /> <br />In new way you will do the glance <br />Of long snow streets and foam of fire, <br />Of night, quite waiting for the lance <br />Of morning in white garden, piled. <br /> <br />Of heaven - Book among the books <br />You'll find in the drained soul <br />Again your loving mother's look <br />And at this moment, peerless, sole <br /> <br />The latterns on the lampost's glass <br />The frost, that chilled your blood <br />Your stone-hold love, already past <br />All'll flare up in heart. <br /> <br />Then everything you'll highly bless <br />You'll see that life is much great <br />Than quantum satis* of Brand's confess <br />And always splendid is your fate.<br /><br />Anthony Davydov<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/when-you-are-cornered-and-depressed/
