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...

Thursday, 11 February 2016

U meni dugo spava bol, i sad me ona budi ponovo. Nedam da sa mnom tone ovaj brod...

Bog nije došao na porinuće. Bio je zauzet revizijom hidrauličnog sistema planete, proveravao je stanje ventila, zatezao poneku labavu maticu gde je kapljalo, isprobavao lokalne mreže, nadgledao pritisak u manometrima, pored još bezbroj sitnih i krupnih poslova, sve jedan važniji od drugog koji je samo on kao tvorac, inženjer i upravitelj kosmičkih mehanizama, bio u stanju da uspešno obavi i potvrdi svojim božanskim okom.
Za druge slavlje, za njega kuluk. U takvim prilikama osećao se manje kao bog a više kao zamenik poslovođe anđela rabotnika koji su baš u tom trenutku u svojim besprekornim radnim odelima , čekali naređenje da porinu ogromno plovilo - morskog lepotana....

1 comment:

Giga said...

I hope the dog does not jumped into the water. Regards.