Andromeda

*Lyric verses*

Milos Bjelic Miljak

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*ATLANTIS *

Yes, I swear,
by this poem
and by the witness
of distant Andromeda,
that Plato is confirmed:
the Atlantis had existed
and thereafter
it disappeared
in the depths of an ocean.
And that its last Lyrists,
before they perished,
in unison, had entrusted
their very last song
to shooting stars,
to breezy winds
and to the ocean waves.

Let us listen together

sonorous murmur
of their verses,
while they are still
drowning
into the foamy waters
spread all over Atlantis ruins.

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*ANDROMEDA*

Once in a boat
all alone
during the night
without moonlight
I saw the Andromeda
a shiny neighbour
in all its splendour.

And I gathered
billions there
of sparkling stars
all knitted
into the clusters
mirroring ours,
the Milky Way’s.

Foreboding that,
in Andromeda,
there are unknown planets,
silvery moons,
unseen red sunsets,
melting
into a nameless ocean.

And for a moment,

a foolish thought,
just as a wink:
perhaps above there
in Andromeda
on an unknown sea
somebody’s dreaming
about us
here on Earth,
while leaning on the mast
of a sailing boat?

All just a chimera.

And yet,
it’s wonderful
just to dream about it:
a sea in Andromeda,
a boat with a steersman
sailing with a breeze.

Feels good
to dream about Andromeda
in the night
without moonlight,
as it is good
to have a sister.

Or just a sweetheart.
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*STARDUST SAND*

They say that in the Universe

there are star clusters
more numerous
than grains
in a beach sand.

I took a handful
letting it to the wind
to disperse
the grain of stardust
over the sea waves.
El Greco: Vision of the Apocalipsis

*APOCALIPSIS *

From a sandy hill

embraced
two of us,
naked,
watching as the sun
downs
in ocean waters.
Fiery red the clouds
are shining
on the horizon.

Shivering while
as melting copper
enormous sun ball
sinks
in the distant waves.
Fearing not to drown
for ever
in the dark sunset.

Apocalipsis

But two of us
still here
by the darkness
hidden
and by the linen
of shining stars
protected.
*WE ARE ALL SAILORS ...*

We are all sailors

of our lives
carried
by the waves of
destiny
in search of bonanza
but often
lost in the storm.

Sailors of our dreams

looking
for a safe harbour
for a lighted window
a love still unlived
or just a glimpse
of an unknown passerby
survived in our memory.

Fragile built we are

and yet
willing to swim
upstream the current,
weakling,
but able
to defy the mighties,
to provoke unrest,
amidst the guardians.

Worms among giants

we are,
but still are daring
to bravely attack
the Dragon of the Universe
with our bare hands.

Prisoners,
to sing a freedom chant.