I'm Breaking
They say, in
love with Love. Divine, eternal.
She is carried
by that energy of wondrous beauty.
She is great in
giving and kindness.
She is guided by
strength. She goes, as far as she can.
She is not
ashamed to have it. To show it to everyone.
Barefoot. In the
sand, when the tuft of hair is not asleep.
Happy while
sharing it. Never finishing it.
That is why she
is selfless in thoughts and deeds.
She goes into
letters, into colors on the canvas.
She embraces
everything around her with her heart.
She is ripe with
eyes, fingers, kisses...
Flowers like
dandelions, warmed by the sun.
In a wreath of
love, dressed in gold.
Strengthened by
hope, explored by faith.
Incensed and
re-incensed by prayer.
Poured into the
sea of immortality and brilliance.
Swept in time.
Once and now.
And forever.
They say, both
scythe-stung and grass-covered.
And
silence-swept, obvious.
Blessed under
the burden of waiting.
Does it burst
with sadness when joy is quenched?
And does it
scream with pain in solitude, sometimes.
Sometimes?
Tesla Institute
Divine power
descends into the mind
by its grace
to build
consciousness from miracles
with free energy
from the pores
of Smiljan.
To reconcile the
fields of East and West
and all
religions of the world
causally,
mentally, ethereally, actually,
physically,
ethnically...
through spaces
and emptiness.
To pierce the
silence with sound.
To kill the
darkness with light.
To kiss the sky
and the earth.
Accurately and
directly
for the feeling
of time.
Do you know who
Tesla is
and in what his
power is manifested?
How, with good
intentions
he linked the
interpenetrations of the public and the secret
by going in a
time machine
from the center.
To return man to
a child
to vibrate the
child into a man
in conversation
with God.
Sometimes as he
can
Sometimes as he
must.
On the way from
ashes to the stars.
Setting in the
core of the spirit
through the
blood vessels day and night to walk.
Be stronger than
the bell
breaking down
hierarchies
to eternal
duration.
From sparks to
stabilization
peacefully
spreading
ancient knowledge.
Brings you
through friendship to change.
MARINA ŽINIĆ ILIĆ
MARINA ŽINIĆ
ILIĆ, 1956. Novi Sad, Serbia. Poet, writer,
painter and master of economics. She has been writing since childhood. She is
the author of twenty-one titles in the field of literature. She writes poetry
and prose, for children and adults. Her poems are represented in several
anthologies. She is the winner of several awards and international
recognitions. Her poems have been translated into several languages. She has
successfully participated in several international painting colonies. Mother of
two children and four grandchildren. She lives and works in Novi Sad and in her
studio in Pocerje.
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