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Denis Bezmelnitsin

Journey to Termez
سفر به ترمذ
With a hand a fence I touch,
Iron does reply, "A cold,
Only chilly wind is such...
Try me to unlock to go!"

From a scrip the key I took,
In a hole inserted. - "Nay!
How could he overlook,
And to miss vermilion key..?"

Creaking sadly, let me pass
The forgéd door of fence.
There behind, a passage was
To remote Termez...

The hills are flowing 'long the way,
The steps are getting heavy, but
I hear someone sudden say,
"A raven native not..."

Step by step a desert does
Draw a circle sandy, "Thou
Art my captive as yon mast
Lying on the ground..!"

Then aloof a moveless skiff
In the sand I saw, before
The prow a mast, as if
A gale away it tore.

A spell I spoke, the hull and mast
From sandy fen released;
For sailing then prepar'd at last,
I saw a sword unsheathed...

"On to pass no one I let!
To proceed, reply or fight!"
A ghost swordman said.
- "I'd rather give reply..."

Ghost: And taking the child by the

hand, He saith unto her,
"Talitha cumi"¹
Mark 5:41

Me: Ведь имеется множество чинов имён,

как и знаний. Одни из них
являются божественными.

Indeed, there are many ranks, as of
the names, as of the knowledges.
Some of them are divine.
Proclus

November 2025

1 ܛܠܝܬܐ ܩܘܡܝ - young girl, arise.

Proclus, Commentary on the Parmenides of Plato
Комментарий к "Пармениду" Платона.
Перевод с древнегреческого Л.Ю. Лукомского

Translation from Russian
by Denis Bezmelnitsin