shiver across the withered grove,

pain seizes me

pain of plants and rocks sorrow.

I feel, once I was,

Rock, animal, branch,

in the dark suffering

benath rain of long storms.

And then in gray hours,

some knot tightens in my throat,

while threaths still firm and living

binds me to those lifeless things.

shiver across withered grove,

pain often seize me

pain plants and rocks sad.

feel, how I once

felt pain of plants,rocks,

in dark I cold

beneth rains other strom.

And when, im grey hans,

some titans not titans might grow

for lifeliess does things I bing.

Eterika, Zagreb, 1947.

Clouds! - All my life

i was siting on a branch,

from them were woven, were courts

My hapiest day

Clouds rosy,white,

wowen from the sun glow,

on them first settled,

Mine boldest dreams.

Since i fall on the ground,

where i only temple and surrender,

every step of my is hewier,

And i becaume a creature earty and base,

I wither.- But still look to you,

Clouds sivery, light!

And you have come with lightweight and naked hells, in the heap of silver and gold,

plunging from hand to elbow squeaking like delighted children.

All night trough the park, shining like the day, adoring the stras on every branch.

And when dawn begins to glow.

-Oh,goodness!-then, filled with dreams,

your head will rest upon your chest

your old, dark wizard.

Squeaking like a delighted child The whole night through the park, im glowing like the daylight We will adorn each branch with a star, And when the dawn begins to glow

Oh, goodness! then, with full dreams,

Your head will rest upon your chest

For your old, dark wizard.

Night you silver! Night you blue!

When evening descented my eyelids, and on your breasts he leans on his head.

I know, you will from the landmark, through ether you come. And you will be as loce as a woman.

And you will let your hair flow. Like waves on my shoulders. Then I will listen to the murmur of the ocean, and sip from your palm of the morning star. I will see the radiant paths and feel the breath of the universe and I will realise the earthy dust. I'm not a worm, I'm the fruit of holy branch, oh come you seacret of life.

You holy hour day!

rock,animal,branch

in the dark cold

beneth the storm of

long rains

I will compel the stars and planets,

Tremble of silence to fly like a

Swarm of bees before your door.

i sat with them on branch

From them were woven the courts

My happiest days.

Clouds rosy and white

From shadow sun woved!

On them first settled

My boldest dreams.

From when I fell on earth

While I only tremble and surrender

Every step is harder.

sitting with them on branch.

From them were wowen castles

of my happiest days.

Clouds rosy and white,

from sun's shadow wowen.

On them firstly settled

my boldest dreams.

From when I first came to Earth,

'till I only tremble and surrender,

harder becomes every step of mine.

And I still am a creature earthy and base,

and i fade - but still I look at you,

Clouds silver and light.