Miroslav
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FederLeicht
die Luft
Der Honig süße Duft
Leuchtend golden
die Morgen Pr ACHT
Leicht umhüllt
mit Licht
die Herzens M ACHT
Umarmt und geküßt
sei
Deine Seelen Tr ACHT
2024


Želim, ne želim
Ja ne želim biti član Mafije,
Gledati i diviti se ovom zrnu pijeska, što na suncu sja kao lažno zrno zlata,
a u tami, u noći,
ono gubi svoje znamenje i briše staze istine.
Ne želim veličinu ovoga svijeta, Vašu sreću i zahtjeve drugih.
Ja želim mir, samo mir.
Ne želim taj put asfalta i autoritet kod drugih ljudi, podizavši samoga sebe do nesvjesti svoga pakla,
u nadi biti priznat,
u nadi biti voljen u vašim očima.
Ja želim Volju, želim Nadu i želim tu Patnju koja sada velika je a uskoro bit će mala i beznačajna,
jer želim mir, samo mir.
Ja želim Ljubav i Strahopoštovanje prema onome koji dolazi,
prema onome koji JE i koji će biti.
Ovo je Molitva,
ovo je Kletva za sve one koji ne vide i ne čuju.
Želim pokazati mir tamo gdje Oluja vije, ja želim reći onome koji ne zna,
pokazati Ritam onima koji ga ne čuju,
probuditi Nadu u onima što su je već davno izgubili.
To nije zadovoljstvo, ne nije sreća ovoga Svijeta,
našeg ljudskog shvaćanja.
To je Trn, to je Patnja,
Suze.
To je Snaga, Spoznaja
To je Ritam u savršenoj tišini i
Mir.
1993

No holy scripture is
holier than the Book of
Truth that lies within you!
In the breath of water
It carries,
what is silent and sinking,
an eternal stream that drinks the source.
It flows through furrows of my light,
through shadows that no word promises.
It fills the emptiness, still and clear,
nourishes roots that no eye has seen.
It extinguishes what burned, heals the trace,
a mirror of my own clock.
It washes the old out of being,
carries away guilt and hope at the same time.
And what remains, soft and true,
is more than me –
and yet very close to me.

The sound of my loneliness

In solitude, there,
where even the echo is silent,
I hear myself —
a whisper born from the depths.
Answers rise from dark ground
like fog from old dreams,
gentle and clear,
as if God himself had
a light ignited within me.
He lives there,
not as a form,
but as clarity,
a pure image
in the silent stream of the soul.
In the flow of water
I release my memories,
pale shadows,
who pulled at me,
tied me to a yesterday
without tomorrow.
They sink like stones
into oblivion,
while I learn,
to follow the river —
to be part of
without stopping.
I am in the world,
but it doesn't touch me.
Not out of spite,
but from silence.
My eyes only carry
the shimmer of days gone by,
their light is memory,
no promise.
And my soul?
She flies —
limitless, timeless,
through the vastness
of incomprehensible being,
a song that no one hears
and yet it sounds eternal.

2023
On the nature of happiness
Happiness is a breath –
a scent in the morning air,
like flowers in the light on a young branch,
transient in the kiss of the wind.
It touches the heart
and leaves behind
an echo of light beam.
But satisfaction –
it sinks like roots
into the quiet earth of the soul,
where no storm can tear them away.
It grows in silence,
she rests in the depths
and carries us through nameless nights.
And confidence –
she is the water,
that waters the roots
and nourishes flowers,
she is the dawn,
that sows hope
in the shadow of transient time.

Call of Origin

A being without end, one with the source,
weaves in silence the song of being.
It touches the cosmos – not with hand, but with mind,
and sows the seed of life into the invisible.
Thus it fulfills the call of its origin: to transform, not to possess.
Be

Born from the breath of the invisible,
plunged into the veil of matter,
to find the hidden with seeing eyes,
to penetrate the loops of being,
and to awaken in the silent light.
A drop from the eternal ocean,
carried by the call of the cosmos,
transforms my soul
between dream and form,
Towards the origin,
facing the cosmos,
like a spark,
who remembers
to the One,
eternal being.

Zašto?
1971-1991
The Voice of the Eternal
And the bird said:
“My flight is prayer, my sky the call of the Eternal.”
And the man raised his arms
and said:
“Let me receive,
as heaven receives —
the love that knows no end.”
Then the light said:
“I am in your spirit.
I was before you were.
I'll stay where you love.

