DEFINITENESS OF PURPOSE
Floating thoughts in reverberations, are gently
flickering on the screen of our visions.
I’m just downloading a beam of stars
and inhaling diamond stream from my heart.
Hey, you little boy, pulsing inside here,
are you happy to be seen on your purple screen?
Or, at least, you’re breathing a misty awakening dream?
Are you happy in the nest of your loneliness?
Do you see me sailing seas of golden tears?
Let me blow away your faithless fears!
And I’m sending now the frequency of love
to all those new born children,
playing on your lost and broken piano!
I will shatter all the mirrors of delusions,
sending you a paper from my pocket here,
with all letters torn out from our soul,
picked up from the threshold of my dreams.
Don’t ignore my gift again, my dear one,
please, you’ll take my breath away!
This is the only way, my son,
to find your purpose deep in soul,
where it’s impossible, for one to smile
and another cry!
The saddest song of ringing bells is in my ears,
but I’m sending you a clear sound, without tears!
As a trumpet player in this circus,
craving in this labyrinth of fears,
to find the definiteness of purpose.
Oh, I love you so, my tiny hummingbird,
tasting nectar from my little well of faith!
Zlatan Demirovic
Arizona U.S.A.
