If I Am

If I knew
That grass broods while growing

If I knew
That a bird longs for the life while flying

If I then watched insects
As they mate and chirp
I would have thought about meaning

If I watched waves and saw
How persistently they hit the shore

If I felt the call of earth by seed
All for all, life for life

If I watched the heavenly bodies
How each longs for a circle of fulfillment
I would see soul in everything

I found traces of natural wisdom
In the slightest breeze and a bright smile
In cataclysms and changes

And although personal calling I sense
Who am I? Even if I am
I don't know

Hearing Far

Mystery of knowledge once dreamed,
A spark of tightened vision emerges:
Cities, omens, squares, castles,
A landscape into a landscape merges to
Molded fugue—the line of Being

Vista replaces vista
Pulse trembles—secret membrane
Accepting sound—gentle nuance
Into the cloud of Being where
An eternal vista falls

Infinity

A small creature
You lonely planet
What do you dream?

What do you see
In your little world?

What do you dream
And what does infinity mean to you?
Are you not infinity and
Yourself?

Reminiscence

I remember a dream
And the life within

An immense wall
And the wall beyond

The dazzling leaves of the Universe
And the antipode

The silent walk, the water
And climbing the mountain

I remember this very dream
And the life within

Fusion

Slipping into light years’ shoes
In light years he walks
Striding to touch the seductive wind of quest

To find himself among the lighthouses
Diving into a galactic sea

By a magnetic force, he’s drawn
Into the almighty dream
Only on his mother’s bosom to fall again

Derangement

He was awakened by the sound of air
Its scent and shadow covered him
In its touch, he sensed the silence

He arrived in the space
Where peace waived its wings at him
And at an endlessly distant spot
He saw another being

The closer he moved
The farther it seemed still

Revelation

The elf arrives by winged vigor,
With secret whiff it dilutes the air
His radiant body blows away all doubt
His trail inscribes reconciliation

In the elf’s blue eyes, the myriad
Skimming from one island to another
A multitude of tiny winged forces
Trail the elf into mystery

Millenarium

From the flowering palms, the doves will fly,
Smelly rays shining from their eyes
With wavy hair covering landscapes
Taming the wilderness with a song

Seas are blooming
Inspired by siren singing
The blue curtain sings
Enveloped by the flying gardens

Thinker

His vision
Wanders across bottomless space
Through foggy dreams it flies
With outward speed
He senses the magical movement

His fire
The purpose of the dream hides
And when dust he becomes
Only his echo
The fog will save

The Other Side of Sight

A world discovered
On the other side of sight
Is equal to the open sea—
Timeless, immeasurable

Enchanted by the peace of
Seductive mystery
The sign for meaning that eternity offers

The spark
That sends a river from itself
To itself
Is meaning

River of change and there is
Meaning found in movement
Until peace arrives
At the meeting point of the first source

LIGHT BUGS

People Light

To merge with mortar
To feel its truth
In the darkness of frescoes

To see how a soul
Of amulets and temples breathes
To pay respect
To the processions of saints and knights

To meet fathers
Under the yew tree on the hill
And observe an ancient valley
That you are leaving behind

Lighthouse

Spirit—
Lighthouse in the deep
Is it yours?
Or is the shining scent
Arriving
As invisible orbit
Recognized only in reverie?

Your spirit on a voyage
Come to me
In endless darkness
Shine upon my path
My own spirit to enlighten

Ether-Plane

If I recreate the past—
A lantern above the abyss
Shall I see myself

Shall I sense the condensed ray
When fog begins to shine?
Shall I sit in the ether-plane
When I am taken by suspicion

In an endless vacuum merely
Listening to the sound of fallen times
Before me?
Cosmos-Vila Cosmiliya Surfaces

A road divided
On which I travel
The land that I long for

Montenegro

Carved out by tectonic folds
It surfaced from the rosy Adriatic Sea
Powerful Lovćen—a friend of storms
The entire mountain—the poet’s grave
Twisted landscapes
On two waters
Birds of Vranjina and vegetation of Skadar
Sun in the Sea
Sea in the Sun
People in the Sea and the Sun
Bathe and multiply

Black mountain—fire bearer
In all sunrises and sunsets

Giants

Winter giants came from darkness
To illuminate clearings
Through hidden passages
Descending from the heights

With the melting snow
Into life they rushed
Washed with the glitter
Of wakening dreams

Led by a secret hand
A heavenly smile
A sturdy look
Life was given to them
Short, but deep

With snow falling into darkness
Deep snow wants them back

Protective Word

The word and its enticing whistle
Is the internal vision
Of the fire bearer
Coming of age

The word was sent to other nests
Peace bearer—world giver

Spark in the eye—lightening
Generous thunder—the word was
Fire borne—a catharsis