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Porama srca i strujanjima duše, mora poezije svaku tugu ruše.

Pupovi i cvijeće u snijegu i mrazu
nalik na ljubav u kontrastu i srazu
sa onim što srce zna, a um može, u
kontrastu sa onim ispod naše kože.

Ljubav propupa nakon teških zima
energiju donese poput znanih klima
sve polako lista, tako sigurno i lako
bez da nas pita, zar je moguće i kako?

Jer rijeka snage izvire i bistro teče
nježno u podne, silnije jutrom, uvečer
bez plana i straha kamo, kuda, kako
vodi i skrbi snalazeći se nekako lako.

Nikakva iskustva tu nemaju svrhe
osjećamo poziv na neke nove trke
jer sve u nama silovito stremi cilju
osjetiti istinski tu radosniju zbilju.

Naleti snage koji neobjašnjivo stižu
čine autentičnost jasniju i uvijek bližu
odjednom grčevito želimo svoga sebe
duboko spoznajući da to je zbog tebe.

Odjednom dođu pitanja, sumnje i strah
bježimo od tog čuda jer čudo je mrak
donose sa sobom te neobjašnjive sile
koje su sa izvora nebeskih sišle i pile.

Zar je moguće da su tako moćne i dar
poklanjaju i ne uzimaju poklonjeni žar
ne pokoravaju se navikama i našem egu
daju obilato i prizivaju odanost i stegu.

Ali onom novom kojim upravlja svemir
donosi onom ljudskom žalost i nemir
lažna sjećanja koja drže nas u ropstvu
kao odgovornost prema krvnom srodstvu.

S ljubavlju, Željka.

Buds and flowers in snow and frost
resemble love in contrast and clash
with what the heart knows, and the mind can, in
contrast with what’s beneath our skin.

Love sprouts after harsh winters
brings energy like familiar climates
everything slowly leafs out, so surely and easily
without asking us, is it possible and how?

For the river of strength wells up and flows clear
gently at noon, stronger in the morning,
in the evening
without plan or fear of where, whither, how
it leads and cares, somehow finding its way easily.

No experiences serve a purpose here
we feel the call to some new races
for everything in us fiercely strives toward the goal
to feel truly that more joyful reality.

Gusts of strength that arrive inexplicably
make authenticity clearer and always closer
suddenly we crave ourselves desperately
deeply realizing it’s because of you.

Suddenly questions, doubts, and fear arrive
we flee from that wonder
because wonder is darkness
they bring with them those inexplicable forces
that descended from heavenly sources and drank.

Is it possible they’re so powerful and a gift
they give and take not the gifted blaze
they submit not to habits and our ego
they give abundantly and summon loyalty and grip.

But to that new one ruled by the universe
it brings to the human sorrow and unrest
false memories that hold us in bondage
like duty to blood kinship.

With love, Željka.

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