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Još uvijek postoji iskonski raj na svijetu
toliko nedirnute ljepote na našem planetu
jer moćni ljudi nisu na njih stavili šape
to je pitanje vremena i rada kroz etape.

Mjesta u kojima ciklus života struji
gdje priroda, flora i fauna samo bruji
kroz otkucaje života i živi pjev ptica
kojima se ocrtava praiskonska skica.

Po kojoj je sve veličanstveno lijepo
odviše spokojono, savršeno i sveto
tu gdje svega ima dosta i puno više
sve se razumije i shvaća, a ne piše.

Život u izobilju prema svojoj vrsti;
letači, skakači, plivaći, trkači, puzaći
toliko različiti, a svugdje se mogu naći
neovisno da li im je život duži ili kraći.

Te sigurne zore koje se svugdje rađaju
sa nikim se ne takmiče niti svađaju
obasjavaju postupno i sigurno svijet
spremajući sve živo na novi dnevni let.

A toliko ljepote je u grumenu zemlje
života koji trune i povijest svu melje
da bi kompost iskustva nahranio dan
ne oviseći o tome da li si unutra ili van.

Tek božansko biće koje je primilo dar
posjedujući sve oko sebe baš kao car
jer svaki čovjek ima pravo na komad raja
ima ga za svih dok ne dođe izlazu kraja.

Nema nagodbe niti prodaje bilo kome
koji planetu ne poštuje i majkom ne zove
jer ovaj raj je nepovredivo ljudsko pravo
svakom tko ga ugrožava treba reći; zdravo.

S ljubavlju, Željka.

Autor: Željka Šabić

There is still a primal paradise in the world,
so much untouched beauty on our planet,
because powerful people have not yet laid their hands upon it—
but it is only a matter of time and work in stages.

Places where the cycle of life flows,
where nature, flora, and fauna simply hum
through life’s heartbeat and
the living song of birds,
tracing an ancient, primordial sketch.

By which everything is
magnificently beautiful,
far too peaceful, perfect, and sacred;
there, where there is enough of
everything—and much more—
all is understood and felt, not written down.

Life in abundance, true to every kind:
fliers, jumpers, swimmers,
runners, crawlers— so different,
yet found everywhere,
regardless of whether their
lives are long or short.

Those gentle dawns
that rise everywhere
compete with no one and
quarrel with none;
they steadily and surely
illuminate the world,
preparing every living thing
for a new daily flight.

And there is so much
beauty in a clod of earth,
in life that decays and
grinds all history away,
so that the compost of
experience may nourish the day,
not depending on whether
you are inside or outside.

Only a divine being,
gifted with this grace,
possessing all around
them like a sovereign,
for every person has
the right to a piece of paradise—
there is enough for all,
until the final exit comes.

There is no bargaining or
selling it to anyone
who does not respect
the planet or call her Mother,
for this paradise is an
inviolable human right;
to everyone who threatens it,
we should say: goodbye.

With love, Željka.

Author: Željka Šabić