THE ROSE OF LANGUAGE Poem by ALEK VUKADINOVIĆ
THE ROSE OF LANGUAGE
When the essence shines through with its eternal beams
Oh God into what
Your essence is turning into
The centre of the confluence. The confluence. The centre
The sameness to sameness extends in circle
And the round house of essence
Continues in its own image
It shines on it carries on
God what is it? -
It's neither different nor the same.
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