Maybe You Believe In Poem by Andrej Grampovcan

You believe in temple of time maybe still easily
and to agglutinated broken potsherds of a jug,
that they breathe one love,
right that love, that were taking her from her hands once
that your control was dwindling in a head and was mixing insanity in your beat of a heart?
But this love was born, illusion was lost
and the throw of the jug against a floor also is furious, that anger is being broken in potsherdsit would be only false utopia, that her lies are forgot from her eyes.
You remember a God,
this, that created a person and he said to him:
Be happy, here on this and tomorrow for this? «
And when you travel on slide of life
and you search for fortune, you maybe find her in love.
And you are looking at her as a high tide and the low tide on seashore after.
And what is it, does permanent fortune at all exist?
Still hope likes losing on way to permanent fortune,
still dream dies after and with her love, you.
However you are building castles within clouds
And you hope, that fortune within you lives also for you.