Danica Bartulovic, CR
Free Verse
Who
Can
Who can
walk through the valley shadows
climb the slope of life
and not be dusty
not be tempted
not be tired
disappointed
sad
who can sail the seas
and not sink
who can fly everywhere eagles fly
and not break their wings
when the black clouds
flock together over the head
rush into the heart
and pollute the mind
when we fail
and barely remain alive
only then man falls to the knees
and prays humbly
Almighty God have mercy
with the Almighty wing
cover us
Between Heaven and Earth
Between Heaven
and Earth
there are worlds of silence
neither the sunlight enters inside
nor the night darkness
there is no space for flying planes
no buzzing rockets
there are no black ravens
nor the croaking crows
even our thoughts do not reach there
only the souls fulfilled by the goodness
dedicated with love
to them
the grace is bestowed
to return to the Splendor
A Little Luck
you look for me
you call me
with your heart
with your thoughts
I look for you too
your outstretched hands lure me so
and your glossy eyes
absorb me
in yourself
I stand alone
in the middle of the desert like the tree
without green leaves
you want to come to me
even to the desert
bring water
flowers
I don't know why I am so petrified
why I am afraid
to get a gift
a little luck
Your Eyes
Your clear eyes
shining
childish pure
your eyes
peaceful once
sometimes excited by the secret longings
say out all sweet and beloved words
they touch me
move me
your eyes
On the White Paper
Sheet
On the white
paper sheet
I write the verses
words
thoughts
once the bird take off out of them
the spring runs
healing someone's heart
I write love
sometimes the paper sparks of it
trembles
breathes
but the soul is afraid
the storm could come
and break off the white sheet
and the letters could be
rinsed away by the rains
The Sky is for Man
The bird flies
high
my thoughts fly higher
farther
I am poured out into the stars
fulfilling infinity
I last in the stars
suddenly something cramps me
tightens me
I condense myself into a cloud
shrink myself
sitting down on earth
I become a rock unshaken
harder than a stone nerve
but I remember
I am the soul
winged
eternal
I can't stay so lifeless
empty
so I pray to the One
who gave birth to me
impregnated with the Holly Spirit
let Him strike me with the flint
to spark me
into a trance, a flame
so I can dream the silk white angels again
giving them hands
becoming much more than hardened mud
because Heaven is for man
infinities
a wide eternal azure
