<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=462601" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>When I Was A Tree / Kad Sam Bila Drvo</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dusk beside the willows<br>I was standing in the light<br>A sunward hope wrote<br>Circles of time around my neck</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When I was a tree<br>A deeply rooted curled hope of growth<br>Knitted a net of the beginning<br>There was a trunk under a rough core<br>The hairs drank the water of dawn<br>Bare boughs nested a prayer</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When I was a tree<br>I was standing still<br>And all the movements<br>Were within me<br>A birds flight around my treetop<br>An aureole of the sun beyond</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Two things I found out<br>I cannot sing a tree unless I’m a tree<br>And<br>There’s no tree unless I sing it</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Kad sam bila drvo</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Primrak pokraj breza<br>Stajala sam svjetlost<br>Pod dodirom obamrla nada<br>Putanjom sunca biljezila<br>Godove vremena na mom vratu</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Kad sam bila drvo<br>Duboko u korjenu <br>Sklupcana snaga rasta<br>Plela je mrezu pocetka<br>Pod hrapavom korom stablo<br>Zilama upilo svu vodu svitanja<br>U golom granju gnijezdila se molitva</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Kad sam bila drvo<br>Stajala sam nepomicno<br>A sva su kretanja bila u meni<br>Let ptice oko moje krosnje<br>Oreol sunca visoko iznad</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> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=462601" data-title="When I Was A Tree / Kad Sam Bila Drvo de Miroslava Odalovic" data-description="Dusk beside the willows I was standing in the light A sunward hope wrote Circles of time around my neck When I was a tree A deeply rooted curled hope of growth Knitted a net of the beginning There was a trunk under a rough core The hairs drank th..."></div> </div> </div>

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