Raskršće

Iza nas – nemi tragovi,
ispred nas – neznani šum;
suvi dah zloćudno hrli…
Koračam, ne bi li izmakao
ovom raskošnom sivilu,
pružam ruku iz vira…
Vidim te u nepresušnoj daljini,
svetlucaš na nekom bregu;
i evo hitam, jurim,
bežim iz tmine –
da stignem,
da mi te ne ukradu.

Miloš Stevanović


Published: 09.01.2010.
Classified as: Poezija
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