 | Sanja Lukić | |
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detail from: KRK Art dizajn
In a field of lavender
If we meet again, you hurry to be on time.
Before the stars turn gray from waiting,
the young moon goes hunting,
through the alleys of my longing.
In eternity, may the souls be united,
may they be one in body.
Like the sword of the samurai,
the word of God to the gates of heaven.
The silence remains after a kiss on the forehead,
before going to sleep, my child.
In time, let the souls join, in the body,
let them be one.
Let neither the prophets nor the people suspect
we are trampling on unharvested grain.
If we meet again, let the secret remain
in view as in a mirror that
I am your love without beginning and end.
And that your hands only wanted mine
in the lavender field before the storm.
And that you put me in your heart again,
locked your flower in a cage.
Far from the people
and the darkness in the lavender field.
