Unwalked by the path and pushed away by the world <br />Still you tread the same <br />Like crossroads of hours into time <br />Your shivering call is fading away <br />Beyond it something has winged become <br />Like a wound and the lungs an in-breath within <br />Balm-like the air is bandaging the day <br />In leaves, autumnly the chestnut trees are hiding <br />To bloom thrice at the twelfth hour <br />When reborn your song will be budding again <br />For an evening serenity and the wolf-like call <br />On the trace of the Moon <br />Lonely the echo will fade out <br />And the voice will be distance split <br />We’ll count the springs when together again <br />We’ll bring the bees back into hives of each heart <br />And put the honey into holes – each word-place it back <br />To the first of speech and the whisper last <br /> <br />Kuda <br /> <br />Stazom nedhodan od svijeta odgurnut <br />Ipak njime gaziš <br />Kao raskrnica sati u vremena odmice <br />Drhtavi tvoj kaz <br />Nad njim se raskrili ko rana <br />I pluca u njoj udisaj <br />Melemno vazduh ti previja dan <br />U zavojima od lišca jesenje skriva se kestenje <br />Da tri put procvjeta casa dvanaestog <br />Kad rodena iznova prolistace ti pjesma <br />Za smiraj vecernji i za zov vucji na tragu Mjeseca <br />Usmljen gasice se eho i daljinom raspolucen glas <br />Brojacemo proljeca kad zajedno <br />Vracacemo pcele u košnice svakog srca <br />I med sa livada složiti u sace – svaku rijec <br />Vratiti na mjesto govora prvog <br />Za šapat posljednji<br /><br />Miroslava Odalovic<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/where-to-kuda/
