It's A Life An Opus Of Light/To Je Zivot Opus Svjetla Poem by Miroslava Odalovic

It’s not a throne for those who want to sit on a throne
It’s the water you swim there and nothing more
You swim just because of the swimming and water

It’s not a reward for those who want rewards
To spend them the way reards and names are spent
Eventually carried and owned by everyone
It’s the word you speak it and nothing more
You speak for the sake of the word
That is the beginning of speech
If someone wants the beginnings at all

It’s not the meaning for those who want every why
And button their reasons like winter coats
Always needing a minute or two three minutes and more
An additional couple of buttons longer sleeves
Newer revers and higher collars
They blindly want even when nothing wants them any more

It’s a life an opus of light
As slow and reachable as justice
For those who want to move at all
For those who want to arrive at the goal





To nije tron gdje sjede oni što hoće na tron
To je voda tu plivaš i ništa više
Plivaš tek radi plivanja i vode

To nije nagrada za one što hoće nagrade
Da ih troše onako kako se troše nagrade i imena
Što napokon su svačija i svako ih nosi
To je riječ nju govoriš i ništa više
Govoriš zarad riječi što početak je svakog govora
Kad neko uopšte hoće početke

To nije smisao za one što hoće svako zašto
I svoje razloge zakopčavaju k’o zimske kapute
I uvijek hoće još minut dva još tri
Slijepo hoće i kad više ništa ih neće
Još par dugmadi i malo duže rukave
Novije revere i više kragne

To je život opus svjetla
Što kao pravda je spor ali dostižan
Za one što uopšte hoće da idu
Za one što do cilja hoće da stignu