This work is just an attempt to reveal the spiritual world of one of the great poets of the twentieth century. During his lifetime he was often called the Giant. Once upon a time he himself wrote a poem about a Giant who loved his chosen one very much. But I couldn’t understand why, in order to be completely happy, she needed to have a small house surrounded by flowering bushes. He was a poet from God. And he wrote a lot of lines that ensured his immortality. Much more was later written about him than he himself wrote. And each of those who tried to talk about him was sure that the poet was exactly as he described him. Nevertheless, it remained a book under seven seals. His life was a real tragedy, including years spent in prison, excommunication from the elements of his native language and death in a foreign land. However, he was so in love with life that he considered it a holiday, enjoying each new day and believing that the next one would be even better.