Nostalgilic Dreams of Beautiful Freedom

I Prefer the Gorgeous Freedom by Aleksander Blok:

I prefer the gorgeous freedom,
And I fly to lands of grace,
Where in wide and clear meadows
All is good, as dreams, and blest.
Here they rice: the clover clear,
And corn-flower's gentle lace,
And the rustle is always here:
"Ears are leaning... Take your ways!"
In this immense sea of fair,
Only one of blades reclines.
You don't see in misty air,
I'd seen it!It will be mine!





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The FREEDOM to express our art. Our LOVE. The freedom to be who WE want to be. We are NOT going to GIVE THAT FREEDOM AWAY and NO one shall take it from us!