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Otpuštam i opraštam bez rezerve
ne volim odnose mutne ni perverzne
dvoličnost i licemjerje – dalje od mene
preferiram izravnost, ali ne na smjene.

U kontinuitetu bez distance i tišine
gdje me svaka sumnja i tuga mine
kad povjerenje zauzme prvo mjesto
postane kvasac za ljubavno tijesto.

Gdje okolnosti ne mijenjaju pravila
ljubav je gnijezdo prirodno savila
izlegla topline i bliskosti male ptiće
vjernost i odanost su kraj te priče.

Moji hormoni koji rade bez greške
kad ljubav osjećaju nema pogreške
u meni se sve pokreće i ponovo živi
svemu oko mene se moje biće divi.

Ali baš nikad ne pristaje na manje
poznaje i vjeruje u ljubavno stanje
apsolutna sreća iziskuje predanje
ljubav pokazuje, dokazuje očitovanje.

Nema prisile, ucjena niti dosađivanja
dostojanstveni odlazak za izbivanja
bez ljubomornih scena i kontrole
kamoli suza, razočerenja, parole.

Pustiti i otpustiti sve što je tuđe
poput rijeke koja teče kroz pruđe
oplemeniti i natopiti suhe brazde
zagrliti sluge milosti, prezreti gazde.

Ljubav služi i oduvijek sluškinja je bila
iako posjeduje najmoćnija neba krila
da se duhom vine na nebeske pašnjake
napije se milosrđem za najteže rastanke.

S ljubavlju, Željka.

Autor: Željka Šabić

I let go and forgive without reserve;
I do not love relationships murky or perverse.
Two-facedness and hypocrisy—keep them away from me;
I prefer directness, but not intermittently.

With continuity, without distance or silence,
where every doubt and sorrow leaves my presence;
when trust takes first place in the heart,
it becomes the yeast that makes love rise and start.

Where circumstances do not alter the rules,
love naturally builds its nest and soothes;
it hatches little birds of warmth and closeness there—faithfulness and devotion

complete the tale we share.

My hormones, working flawlessly and true,
make no mistakes when they

feel love come through.
Everything within me stirs and

comes alive anew;
my being marvels at all that lies in view.

Yet it never, ever agrees to something less;
it knows and believes in love’s true state of blessedness.
Absolute happiness calls for surrender and devotion;
love is shown and proven through its open expression.

There is no coercion, blackmail, or tiresome demand;
a dignified departure when absences expand.
No jealous scenes, no control or need to possess—
let alone tears, disappointment, or empty promises.

To release and let go of all that is not one’s own,
like a river flowing through the stones;
to enrich and soak the dry furrows of earth,
to embrace the servants of mercy, and scorn masters’ worth.

Love serves, and has always been a servant at heart,
though it bears the wings of heaven’s greatest power and art;
So that the spirit may soar to heavenly pastures
And drink mercy for the hardest farewells.

Author: Željka Šabić