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To my own heart

Be still, my heart,

Don’t make a wish.

Don’t dream.

Don’t hope.

Don’t miss this ship.

Stay in the shadow,

Remain safe

Within this temple,

This fragile being

Will keep you humble.

Don’t fly away

Into the distant heaven

Of the lover’s passion.

Be like a drop of rain

On softness of trembling leaf,

Reflection of a morning blaze

Upon beauty of faraway seas.

Be grateful, my heart,

Just for beating in me.

The photo is courtesy of Tamara Zjačić.

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