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I had written very serious scientific-theological article, were I described in details how the firmament of the heaven was created. The Bible describes it very shortly, but I could imagine it in details, as engineer (I am an engineer) understands a drawing, imagining a real machine or building. The beginning of this article had been inspirited by my Lord. I think so because after this inspiration I not only began this article, but was healed from very deep depression.
This time only Russian text is ready. When I improve my English, I write English variant. "If you want do the best, do it yourself'. And else now I have not enough money to pay to translators.
But recently I was suggested to attempt for description this theme in rhymes for English. I was surprised, I answered before my Lord:" I know English not enough well". Then I heard in my soul: "Try do it". So I had written my scientific-theological poem. Not judge me strictly, I really not enough ready for writing for English difficult questions. In this poem I could not describe everything what is described in my article. My acquaintance believing teacher-physician (director of middle school) like very much my article. I hope, enough soon I can begin translation for English my article. But for the present only poem.
WHEN ANY RAINBOW WAS NOT
There was the time, when it was so:
There was not any rainbow…
But why was not? – They can ask so:
Why never was any rainbow?
The sky was as the firmament,
The Heaven was transparent;
The water layer covered it,
Also vapour upon fit.
The sky was like a shell of egg,
But later that shell had a wreck…
The Earth was covered with the Heaven
So, after days of God – the Seven.
About sky there is the word,
Which was spoken by the Lord:
The books of Genesis and Job
Can tell about the sky robe.
It had be said: “the sky is strong” –
For our days this word is wrong –
“And as a molten looking glass…”
That was a long time before us.
The Ghost rounded the Earth –
Without Him for sky it’s worse;
The Ghost supported the sky
For the balance must be right.
Materials were for the sky
As for all bones - without lie,
As for a shells of eggs and others
Smallest creatures of our Father.
It’s a crystalline through-seen
Good material, not thin,
Nor too thick it was at all –
And so waters didn’t fall.
The transparent hard sky
Gave the way for the sunlight
And the Earth from underground
Gave enough the warm around.
So rainbows couldn’t be,
When the hard sky they could see;
Clouds never were those times,
Rain’s unknown for the science.
A light vapour in the air –
There was it so for there.
In the Scripture you can see it –
Raining all plants didn’t need.
The climate was under the sky
Everywhere good and fine.
An air was with more high pressure,
All the plants grow with pleasure.
And the wind was only weak,
The same weather’s every week.
Those conditions were so good
So there was gigantic wood.
That time the giants could be grown,
Because air density was so,
That the air better feeds
Breath, more than for it needs.
Air pressure held the sky,
But it’s with God’s help thereby.
When the God decided: End,
All the sky became bad trend.
The God’s help had left the sky
And the God did not more try.
All the mass began to press,
Gradually God’s help’s less.
There was the moment went:
All the sky became the end.
It was awful crack and burst,
Billions lightnings strike at first.
It was so, when the sky
Bursted with the greatest light,
It’s because inside the charge
In the sky become too large.
If to press hard crystal things,
It is growing charge in links
Of such bodies. After breaking
An electric charge is making.
All the plants on Earth were burn,
Thunder was as the last horn.
All the waters fell right down,
All the Earth was dark and brown.
The God had been forgotten people,
That all became for evil nimble,
They didn’t live by the High Chief
And so they had got their grief.
So it was the total flood,
All the waters were so mud.
There was the Ark alive
And inside it was the life.
After flood there was a sign
From the God the rainbow’s fine.
From that time the season change,
Waves of seas began to rage.
Cold, hot and winds all days,
Climate different each place,
And the face of our Earth
Has been changed with might force.
Where are pieces of the sky in?
Where can be? Where is lying?
Its were mixed so well
Among pieces of old shells,
Which became the greatest stones
Under grounds with old bones.
But the memory of sky
Was a long time people by,
Even scientists believed –
The hard sky’s the divine gift;
There isn’t now proof,
But there was the Heaven’s roof.
Smallest fragments of the sky
All fell down. Don’t try
To find those broken pieces,
But believe that exact this is.
This time only Russian text is ready. When I improve my English, I write English variant. "If you want do the best, do it yourself'. And else now I have not enough money to pay to translators.
But recently I was suggested to attempt for description this theme in rhymes for English. I was surprised, I answered before my Lord:" I know English not enough well". Then I heard in my soul: "Try do it". So I had written my scientific-theological poem. Not judge me strictly, I really not enough ready for writing for English difficult questions. In this poem I could not describe everything what is described in my article. My acquaintance believing teacher-physician (director of middle school) like very much my article. I hope, enough soon I can begin translation for English my article. But for the present only poem.
WHEN ANY RAINBOW WAS NOT
There was the time, when it was so:
There was not any rainbow…
But why was not? – They can ask so:
Why never was any rainbow?
The sky was as the firmament,
The Heaven was transparent;
The water layer covered it,
Also vapour upon fit.
The sky was like a shell of egg,
But later that shell had a wreck…
The Earth was covered with the Heaven
So, after days of God – the Seven.
About sky there is the word,
Which was spoken by the Lord:
The books of Genesis and Job
Can tell about the sky robe.
It had be said: “the sky is strong” –
For our days this word is wrong –
“And as a molten looking glass…”
That was a long time before us.
The Ghost rounded the Earth –
Without Him for sky it’s worse;
The Ghost supported the sky
For the balance must be right.
Materials were for the sky
As for all bones - without lie,
As for a shells of eggs and others
Smallest creatures of our Father.
It’s a crystalline through-seen
Good material, not thin,
Nor too thick it was at all –
And so waters didn’t fall.
The transparent hard sky
Gave the way for the sunlight
And the Earth from underground
Gave enough the warm around.
So rainbows couldn’t be,
When the hard sky they could see;
Clouds never were those times,
Rain’s unknown for the science.
A light vapour in the air –
There was it so for there.
In the Scripture you can see it –
Raining all plants didn’t need.
The climate was under the sky
Everywhere good and fine.
An air was with more high pressure,
All the plants grow with pleasure.
And the wind was only weak,
The same weather’s every week.
Those conditions were so good
So there was gigantic wood.
That time the giants could be grown,
Because air density was so,
That the air better feeds
Breath, more than for it needs.
Air pressure held the sky,
But it’s with God’s help thereby.
When the God decided: End,
All the sky became bad trend.
The God’s help had left the sky
And the God did not more try.
All the mass began to press,
Gradually God’s help’s less.
There was the moment went:
All the sky became the end.
It was awful crack and burst,
Billions lightnings strike at first.
It was so, when the sky
Bursted with the greatest light,
It’s because inside the charge
In the sky become too large.
If to press hard crystal things,
It is growing charge in links
Of such bodies. After breaking
An electric charge is making.
All the plants on Earth were burn,
Thunder was as the last horn.
All the waters fell right down,
All the Earth was dark and brown.
The God had been forgotten people,
That all became for evil nimble,
They didn’t live by the High Chief
And so they had got their grief.
So it was the total flood,
All the waters were so mud.
There was the Ark alive
And inside it was the life.
After flood there was a sign
From the God the rainbow’s fine.
From that time the season change,
Waves of seas began to rage.
Cold, hot and winds all days,
Climate different each place,
And the face of our Earth
Has been changed with might force.
Where are pieces of the sky in?
Where can be? Where is lying?
Its were mixed so well
Among pieces of old shells,
Which became the greatest stones
Under grounds with old bones.
But the memory of sky
Was a long time people by,
Even scientists believed –
The hard sky’s the divine gift;
There isn’t now proof,
But there was the Heaven’s roof.
Smallest fragments of the sky
All fell down. Don’t try
To find those broken pieces,
But believe that exact this is.
