Mubera Bera.S.Berass
WHEN YOU THINK
When you think I'm gone
in your garden of flowers,
I'm calling you, my love,
and I extend my hands to you
and all mine that you like to see.
And my scent calls you
to walk the path
which no one walks but us,
and in dreams, my angel.
That path is not made of earth,
that path is of our thoughts.
No one sees her,
because no one knows that he loves her
as we love her.
When you think I'm far away
just close your eyes.
You'll smell my scent in the air,
you will feel my hands around your heart.
It wasn't me who left,
you forgot to look at me
inside, where I've always been.
I don't walk in your garden so you can see me,
I walk to make your garden bloom.
Every step of mine is a rose,
every sigh of mine is a prayer
to make your day easier.
And in dreams, my angel,
don't look for me among others.
I am the silence behind your dream,
that light that protects you
while you sleep and don't know.
As Rumi whispers:
There is a path that only two know,
and whoever passes through it once,
he never walks alone again.
And so, my dear,
when you think I'm gone
remember -
I'm calling you.
I'm always calling you.
Even when I'm silent.
Mubera Bera.S.Berass@
2026.11.09
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KADA POMISLIS
Kada pomisliš da me nema
u tvom vrtu cvijeća,
ja te dozivam, mili,
i pružam ti ruke
i sve moje što voliš da vidiš.
I moj miris te poziva
da ideš stazom
kojom niko ne hoda osim nas,
i u snovima, anđele moj.
Ta staza nije od zemlje,
ta staza je od naših misli.
Niko je ne vidi,
jer niko ne zna da je voli
kao što je volimo mi.
Kad pomisliš da sam daleko,
samo zatvori oči.
Osjetit ćeš moj miris u zraku,
osjetit ćeš moje ruke oko tvog srca.
To nisam ja otišla,
to si ti zaboravio da me pogledaš
unutra, gdje sam oduvijek.
Ja ne hodam tvojim vrtom da me vidiš,
ja hodam da ti vrt procvjeta.
Svaki korak moj je jedna ruža,
svaki uzdah moj je jedna molitva
da ti dan bude lakši.
I u snovima, anđele moj,
nemoj da me tražiš među drugima.
Ja sam ona tišina iza tvog sna,
ona svjetlost što te čuva
dok spavaš i ne znaš.
Kao što Rumi šapuće:
Postoji staza koju samo dvoje znaju,
i ko jednom njome prođe,
više nikad ne hoda sam.
I zato, mili moj,
kad misliš da me nema,
sjeti se -
ja te dozivam.
Uvijek te dozivam.
Čak i kad ćutim.
Mubera Bera.S.Berass@
2026.11.09


