Run!..

As deer run,
Escaping from arrows,
As the moon from the East,
As the River from the source,
As the fallen leaves are carried away

From streets
with the wind,

As the breath of
perishable body

Drifts into a
shaky air.

Run, run, Mark Anthony!
At your feet there are lots of ways
You can run –
Choose the best!
Your oecumene now
Borders Tartarus,
Eagles of legions fly to the edge,
Keels of galleys cut the wide sea
To the Depths. 
Do you see? – 
A new sun rises over the world.
Do you hear? –
Peoples acclaim the New Caesar,
Divine Rome applauds to the History...
The world became noisy...
Run, run, Mark Antony!
Simply, it’s Your time to 
Run.