Parable "The Blacksmith and Death"

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A quiet, hoarse voice behind her back He discouraged the young blacksmith: "Who dared to joke with me?" Who distracts a young man from work? Calmly throwing the rags into the corner, He turned around and... as if he was numb. A vile chill crept through my body, Whiter than chalk, his face became white. A woman with a scythe stood in front of him In a black cape, and you can't see your eyes at all. - As a master, there is a question - Dumb fix this tool now. -To me... to get ready and... go with you? Surely my earthly path is over here at once You are young, and there is peace in your soul, - You know kindness, love and honor. I know you're healthy and have no complaints People and a beautiful wife need you. Therefore, live, meet the dawn, Sometimes walk under the mysterious moon. Taking the k'osa, he set to work, He treated the matter conscientiously, as best he could. It seemed to him that it was a half-dream, But I still wanted to continue the strange dialogue. - I can't believe what I'm holding in my hands The tool that interrupted people's lives. Death exploded, went berserk before our eyes: "I will say this, blacksmith, be able to understand me!" I did not take anyone's life, Only accompanied souls to the other world. I wanted to show them everything, It is different, beyond the edge, beyond the line. You, people, have forgotten about everything! Your evil hatred of heart has been eclipsed, Burning everything with her fire - There is no end in sight to this. Brother is already going to war against his brother, And a good word is not worth a penny. It's your fault that the world is like this. After all, it is possible to live lovingly, without malice, without sinning. Taking the scythe, Death went to the door, But the blacksmith left her she was stopped by a question: - Answer my question, but don't lie, Not everything is clear to me, maybe I am not mature? Tell me, why do you need a scythe, If you yourself do not deprive people of life? - THE ROAD TO PARADISE, COMPLETELY OVERGROWN, I need to clean it for you as soon as po ssible
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