There, where we no longer exist <br />There, I will plant olive trees <br />To weaken the storms of the upcoming centuries <br />To protect the dreams of future dwellers <br />To guard the peace of sleeping martyrs <br />To satisfy the hunger of wild beasts <br />There, where the meaning unexpectedly ends <br />I will plant olive trees <br />For hope to win <br />And all the misfortunes I will convert <br />Into a million tiny olive branches <br />So Gods will be forgiven <br />So people will be forgiven <br /> <br />There, where no one exists any more <br />For all my ancestors <br />Olives <br />Instead of headstones <br />Will stand <br />They live for a thousand years <br />They became my religion <br />While I waited for you <br />To come to me yet again <br />To talk with me <br />Under the olive trees. <br /> <br /> <br />Tetralogy of our origins <br />Said little <br />Genealogical tree hurt <br />Our unborn children… <br />And while our next encounter <br />Nourishes <br />My vision of the olive trees <br />I dream ancestors <br />I dream offspring <br />Life is a big waiting room <br />Cards are dealt every seventh year <br />When you come back to me under the olive trees <br />Another you and another me <br />A new life and a new hope <br />Many new olive trees <br />Which are our prayers now <br />Will be our magic <br />Will be our destiny. <br /> <br />Translated from Serbian by Ivana Jeremić - Robinson<br /><br />Natasa Bajic<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/meeting-under-the-olive-trees/
