Dejan Stojanovic Poems
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Dejan Stojanovic
From where do simplicity and ease
In the movement of heavenly bodies derive?
It is precision.
Sun is never late to rise upon the Earth,
Moon is never late to cause the tides,
Earth is never late to greet the Sun and the Moon;
Thus accidents are not accidents
But precise arrivals at the wrong right time.
Love is almost...Read more of this...
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Dejan Stojanovic
To transform a grimace into a sound
Sounds impossible, yet it is possible
To transform a vision into music,
To go outside an enslaved personality,
To become impersonal by transforming
Into sand, into water, into light,
To feel the air and breathe the air
By becoming the air, become
A bird, the first cell, the first man,
Become a wandering comet,
A dying star, a...Read more of this...
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Dejan Stojanovic
To find the hidden place
Longing freely to explore
Break obstacles and recognize
Invisible sparks emanating
From the deserved discovery
Of nothing between us
Shining longing only
Wakening stars in the Garden
Witnessing the birth of new landscapes,
Future cities and temples
Hearing new stories, falling
From the fountains of the secret art
All old sounds and colors reviving
And...Read more of this...
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Dejan Stojanovic
I visited many places,
Some of them quite
Exotic and far away,
But I always returned to myself.
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Dejan Stojanovic
Before the first before
And after the last after
There is night waiting;
Almost nonexistent
Yet so constant,
Night in the heart of light. ...Read more of this...
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Dejan Stojanovic
I remember the snows in the summer's light
Thinking of winter in summer;
When I see the blue, I see white;
I see the fume over roofs so bright,
Feel the warm air caressed by azure,
I remember the snows in the summer's light.
Summers are lazy in my inner sight,
Winters, lazy on the outside, are sure to secure...Read more of this...
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Dejan Stojanovic
Come to my garden, she said
To see my flowers,
To listen to my birds.
Come to my Garden
To see my fountains,
To see the sounds and hear the light,
To see the world mixed together,
To inhale colors and fragrances,
And tell me what you feel
When you see the light in my eyes,
When you listen to...Read more of this...
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Dejan Stojanovic
If we had true insight
We would be scared to death,
We would not be able to see anything,
We would see everything and see nothing.
Senses empower limitations,
Senses expand vision within borders,
Senses promote understanding through pleasure.
Without pleasure there is no sight or measure.
Total knowledge is annihilation
Of the desire to see, to touch, to feel...Read more of this...
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Dejan Stojanovic
Lie on the ground and listen to the grass,
Hear the silent signals from outer space,
Dream by making and make by dreaming,
Feel what the trees bathed in sunlight feel,
Gaze far to see the sea-gull emerging from the sea,
Imagine that today is the birth of the world and greet it,
Greet the old bird.
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Dejan Stojanovic
You shall not stop or hesitate and sway
Until you pass through the forest,
And compare the beauty of the summer's day and night—
Until you arrive in your own Ithaca.
There is always Venus;
New Elissa to build new Carthage,
The new Kingdom of Light.
You shall not stop until you find Venus:
One woman in all,
And all...Read more of this...
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Dejan Stojanovic
Love: Which is more important: Love or life?
Life: Without life, there would be no love.
Love: But without love, life would have no meaning.
Life: True, but life gives birth to love.
Love: And what gives birth to life?
Life: Life gives birth to itself.
Love: Nothing gives birth to itself automatically,
There must be some cause, a reason...Read more of this...
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Dejan Stojanovic
Death is not death.
If birth is a manifestation of life,
Death is another.
So why bother with death?
Why bother with death any more than with birth?
Every thought about death
Takes a moment of life away. ...Read more of this...
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Dejan Stojanovic
That star in the night sky
Is not there anymore
But we see it and will see it
For millions of years yet to come.
Did the star die?
Did it live?
In life, we call this phenomenon
A ghost, a hallucination.
(Is life a ghost too?)
What if the star never lived?
Or maybe its death dies
While the star continues to live,
Cheating death
With...Read more of this...
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Dejan Stojanovic
The sea was the house and the world was the nave
You were the sea and you were the nave
The nave was stormy, the sea was calm
While the house was waiting for the world
To come in by the navy of the sea
The sea was a nave, the world was a house
You were the nave in...Read more of this...
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Dejan Stojanovic
My feelings are too loud for words
And too shy for the world.
Read the light and have a dream
In your hidden garden.
No need for words.
The words are but shadows
Of stories never said,
Shining from distant kingdoms,
Reminding you of a forgotten home.
Light rays will tell you the story.
There is another alphabet
Whispering from...Read more of this...
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Dejan Stojanovic
Dust to dust,
Ashes to ashes.
Is that all? ...Read more of this...
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Dejan Stojanovic
I love the new sounds of love;
Only the new cures an old love.
Watching the love making of waves and the shore
I desire to be the wave of love.
There is no real hate in quarrels,
Only stupidity and lack of love.
The Sun shone upon me
And I shone upon the world with love.
I fly through memory
To find a newborn love.
Sing to...Read more of this...
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Dejan Stojanovic
I feel the light inside and out
Sun is a close keen
The world glows, and so I glow
The world is growing
And I grow glowing
Thinking so is so simple
Not to think, but glisten
Not to analyze, but feel
The light inside and out
And grow by glowing
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Dejan Stojanovic
Singers pass but a song lives
Feeding the eternal flame
New minds, burning
Eyes, eager to hear, inflaming
Beauty, recognizing the spark
Shyly from afar seducing
Beauty, feeding the flame
Eyes feeding the beauty
The source of fire—an omnipotent eye
Hearing with eyes, seeing with ears ...Read more of this...
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Dejan Stojanovic
He placed a rose on the bed-stand
While she was sleeping.
His wake-up message on the stand—
Her smile on his face—awaken bliss.
Remembrance;
Memory box opened;
Anticipation;
Future opened and saved.
Back and forth
Through memory and experience,
She recognizes this morning
In her awakened spirit.
She recognizes the mist,
The rose, the moist grass;
She recognizes his enlightened...Read more of this...
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Dejan Stojanovic
I imagined I was a mountain
Then I became a cloud over that mountain
Lightning and thunder pummeled the mountain
Pierced the heart of the earth,
Becoming lava and exploding as a volcano.
I imagined I was a star
Light traveling into space
Then I grew as a tree
With leaves of galaxies eating the light
Becoming the angel of...Read more of this...
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Dejan Stojanovic
Entering a cell, penetrating deep
As a flying saucer
To find a new galaxy
Would be an honorable task
For a new scientist interested
More in the inner state of the soul
Than in outer space.
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Dejan Stojanovic
When you hear the idea
Lying between the sounds, between the letters,
You find the meaning
Of a sound silently flowing
In the universe, waiting
To be discovered in the obvious
Universe smiling
Or you find an omen
In a hostile land of the unknown.
Dig deeper and harder,
Grow in the opposite direction
To see what is beneath
That...Read more of this...
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Dejan Stojanovic
How hard it is not to say too much,
How hard to love more,
To say simple things,
Live like a river slowly eroding the stone,
Watch from the shore the distant dot,
Imagine places bathing in its light,
To see, not colors, not shapes, not the sea
But the simple life glistening
And hovering like a bird
Full of...Read more of this...
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Dejan Stojanovic
There is substance beyond substance,
A mind beyond matter;
It grows from itself,
Follows its own path
Fed only by the desire to live.
That's how matter is born,
How the first poet sings the shamanic song,
How he romances nothingness
With the flower of the mind
Springing out from its source.
...Read more of this...