You are the pattern in the weaving of my existence. You are the secret code that unlocks all that is mine. You are the manner in which I dance, flying from cloud to cloud…You are the answer to all my questions, always unexpected, which raises me from one world to another.You are my sailing boat on the ocean of infinite tranquility and bliss. My most beautiful ark. Your soul has no limits, and it is in my eyes that You are endless…
And thus when I am not asking You anything then, in fact, I am asking You; And when I do not see You – I do indeed see you. And when You are silent You are speaking inside of me; and when you are asleep you are awake inside of me.....
You'll never be able to escape from your heart. So, it's better to listen to what it has to say. That way you'll never have to fear an unanticipated blow...

Friday, 7 November 2014

Kad bogovi siđu na zemlju

Vekovi su prolazili i samo vreme je zaboravilo kada je sve počelo. Ali On nije odustajao....Tražio je mesto iz svojih snova. Kada ga je izdala gotovo svaka nada naišao je na veličanstveni prizor!
Prizor koji je i njemu, samom bogu, oduzeo dah.Stajao je tog jutra i gledao kako se čudesni dan rađa! Voda i nebo igrali su se u hiljadu tajanstvenih boja, dok se samo sunce umivalo rosom iz smaragdne reke....I sve to na jednom mestu, upravo tu, pred njegovim očima....
Požele tada dobri bog Tar da upravo na ovo mesto postane njegov dom. I tako božanstvena planina Tara dobi svoje ime...
Negde među samim vrhovima, naslućivalo se jutro. Senke su bledele, a stari mesec, buneći se pomalo, nevoljno se spremao na počinak. Veličanstvena šuma sneno se protezala, pokušavajući da sa sebe zbaci jutarnju rosu. Planina se budila poprimajući svoje prekrasno obličje...

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