To the blessed memory of my dear Teacher,
Academician Georgij Stepanovich Pisarenko
whose name was given to the little planet
No. 20963
In the sky my dream is swimming,
bravely meeting stars like waves,
loving truth much more than women
by discovering its ways.
Suddenly a little planet
called my feeling to the flight.
And my soul began to plan it,
follows light with fair delight.
This idea is fascinating,
giving me so lucky wings!
I am glad: Its face is native
and by kindness always wins.
With believing I am trying
to invite it to my heart
fully open, never crying
and I hope that seldom hard.
O my purpose! Can I reach it?
Can I find it or invent?
Would you help me, my dear Teacher?
You are shining. But you went…