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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=461942" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Heraclitus Fr.30</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The world is becoming the bruise in my heart<br>The desert skin wearing the burns of the dark<br>The burns of the light<br>It’s placed in the accords of infliction<br>The thought of the rain and wind the volcano and the grain<br>A re-creation of endless circles<br>The spheric cages of the sky and earth</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dressed in moss my chilly waitings are<br>The soul of the north freezes my breath<br>Reality swallowed in a piece of question<br>Infinitely pushes the edges of the fall<br>The finite stuck within a dream</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where have I heard the eternal rhythm of the tribe<br>The beating of the earth within its step<br>The breathing of the water dripping down<br>The walls of the caves</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where have I seen the volcano lava<br>From the centre of nothing into the infinite<br>The flame was singing instead of me<br>From secret to secret lit up died out<br>Peaceful fires of order<br>Among which I burned</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Written in 1995.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Svijet mi postaje modrica na srcu<br>Koža pustinje sa opekotinom od mraka<br>Sa opekotinom od svjetla<br>Staje u akorde stradanja<br>Misao kiše i vjetra vulkana i grumena<br>Ponovno stvaranje beskrajnih kružnica<br>Kružni kavezi zemlje i neba</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Obrasla mahovinom ledna mi &#269; ekanja<br>Sjeverna duša ledi mi dah<br>Pod kriškom pitanja progutana stvarnost<br>U nedogled gura rubove pada<br>Gdje se u kona&#269; nost sabija san</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Otkud sam &#269; ula vje&#269; ni ritam plemena<br>Otkucaj zemlje u njegovim stopama<br>Disanje vode u iskapavanju<br>Sa zidova pe&#263; ina</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Otkud sam vidjela lavine vulkana<br>Iz grotla ni&#269; eg u beskraj<br>Umjesto mene pjevao je plamen<br>Iz tajne u tajnu palila se gasila<br>Mirna svjetla poretka<br>Izme&#273; u njih gorjela sam ja</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Miroslava+Odalovic">Miroslava Odalovic</a><div class=q>
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The desert skin wearing the burns of the dark
The burns of the light
It’s placed in the accords of infliction
The thought of the rain and wind the volcano and the grain
A re-creation of endless circle..."></div>
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