That grass broods while growing
If I knew
That a bird longs for the life while flying
If I then watched insects
As they mate and chirp
I would have thought about meaning
If I watched waves and saw
How persistently they hit the shore
If I felt the call of earth by seed
All for all, life for life
If I watched the heavenly bodies
How each longs for a circle of fulfillment
I would see soul in everything
I found traces of natural wisdom
In the slightest breeze and a bright smile
In cataclysms and changes
And although personal calling I sense
Who am I? Even if I am
I don't know
-Dejan Stojanovic