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Originally posted by: Viswasruti
Memories---The Autumn is dancing in the fields!She turned to leave and looked back one last time with a longing look, Nature is the same, smiling at the world enchantingly, the colorful scene is spreading its wings to allure many hearts again and again! When she looked back, she said, "I should not tell you this, but I am going to tell you--Why are all these dry leaves are flying in the air? Looks like a tree shed its tears when the cruel wind tares its heart to cross the meadows to reach another garden to rip it off!When she looked back one last time --realized that she already crossed the bridge of the world, now entering into another sphere, telling to herself -- no need to look back! Leave those worldly emotions there itself, behind that bridge, leave your life to that fast-changing greenery, leave your breath to that soft flowing cool breeze, smile it off at your life, tell the sky that be there ... be there, witness many births and deaths as a silent spectator, remember all these stories, one day a poet may come and ask you, what you have witnessed in all these millions of years? Then answer to that mad poet with your evening hues, with your passing clouds, with rainbow colors which shows the melting of one hue into another, life to death, from violet to red, and all shades in between!The living is nothing but a longing for love, love is nothing but a breathing in life! Ultimately --if one says she breathed her last, means --she lost herself to love!Thank you Dragice for this Autumn scenery.🤗Translation--Sjecanja --- Okrenula se i otisla, i posljednji put pogledala s dugim pogledom, priroda je ista, smijeseci se svijetu ocaravajuci, sarena scena siri krila kako bi privukla mnoga srca iznova i iznova! Kad je pogledala natrag, rekla je: "Ne bih ti to trebala reci, ali cu ti reci - Zasto su sve to suho lisce leti u zraku? Izgleda da je stablo prolilo suze kad okrutni vjetar pocepao njegovo srce da prijedje livade i stigne do drugog vrta kako bi ga unistio! Kad je zadnji put pogledala iza sebe - shvatila je da je vec presla most na svijetu, sada ulazeci u drugu sferu, govoreci sebi - nema potrebe da se osvrne! Ostavi iza sebe sve ovozemaljske emocije, iza tog mosta, ostavi svoj zivot u tako promjenljivom zelenilu, ostavi svoj dah tom mirnom, prohladnom povjetaracu koji puse, osmjehni se svom zivotu, kazi nebu da bude tamo ... budi svjedok mnogih radjanja i smrti kao tihi posmatrac, sjetite se svih tih prica, jednog dana vam pjesnik moze doci i pitati, sto ste posvjedocili tijekom svih ovih milijuna godina? Onda odgovorite onom ludom pjesniku s vasim vecernjim nijansama, s vasim oblacima koji prolaze, sa duginim bojama koje pokazuju taljenje jedne boje u drugu, zivot do smrti, od ljubicaste do crvene boje i sve nijanse izmedju njih! Zivot nije nita drugo nego ceznja za ljubavi, ljubav je samo disanje u zivotu! U konacnici - ako netko kaze da je zadnji put udahnula, znaci - izgubila se u ljubavi! Hvala Dragice za ovaj jesenski krajolik
Thank you Madi for this profound write up...it is simply magnificent..a symphony of life, love and leaving...So beautifully written 👏 ❤️
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