SJEĆANJE… Jasna Gugić

 

Kiša je bolom mojim
zapjevala
i zašuštila lišćem.
Još jedna jesen
bez tebe
u sjeni beskrajnih godina.
I danas nakon
sto godina samoće
ja slušam tvoje rijeĉi
da obradujem
svoje tišine
al ne ĉujem odgovor.
Zašutile su tvoje usne
i zatvorile se oĉi
zauvijek,
najtužnijeg kolovoza
mog života.
I nikad više
nećeš
ĉuti kišu kako plaĉe
mojim suzama
dok ja skidam rukom
lišće s tvog groba.
Tiho u tišini
ljubim zaspale ti oĉi
moj pjesniĉe Života
i hramove tišine
gdje si prisutan,
uvijek prisutan.

MEMORY

The rain began singing
with my pain
and rustled
the leaves.
Another autumn
without you
in the shadow
of endless years.
Even today after
one hundred years of solitude
I listen to your words
to rejoice
my silence
but hear no
reply.
Your lips went
silent
and your eyes closed
forever
in the most sorrowful August
of my life.
And never again
will you
hear the rain crying
with my tears
as I remove the
leaves
from your grave
with my hand.
Quietly in silence
I kiss your sleeping eyes,
my poet of life,
and the temples of
silence
where you are
present,
always present.

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