Here you will find the Poem The chalice was suspended in the air of poet Osip Emilevich Mandelstam
The chalice was suspended in the air Like the golden sun for a splendid moment. Here only Greek should be heard: To take the whole world in your hands, like a simple apple. The triumphal zenith of the service, Light in a round room under a cupola in July, So outside of time we could fully sigh About that meadow, where time doesn't fly. The Eucharist drags on like an eternal noon -- Everyone takes the Sacrament, performs, and sings, In view of everyone the sacred vessel Pours out with inexhaustible rejoicing.
