О тленности человеческой природы

My dear world (however, not at all dear), why do you need me, Like an ant's wheel, with a terrible roar, answer, Stunned by this terrible rotation, are you spinning? Even though you are great, this burden is heavy for you. I know that you come from God and glorify the Creator, but I myself Created by the hand of Christ, being woven from two The origin is from the earthly with the heavenly. And the body is from here, The soul, on the contrary, was breathed into me by the Great Mind. But troubles continually throw me here and there: I endure them both from myself and from the machinations of my enemies. Like a stranded dolphin, I’m dying in the air. Mira, I'm going out. Lead the people intact. You might be interested in: