When the soul cries
and the steps hesitate
under the dull weight
of mere existence,

I stumble upon 
something beautiful
that hides
in the most 
unexpected corner.

A melody,
a burst of color,
a gentle breeze
a friendly smile.

They know how to jump
the barrier of tears
that blurs 
my tired gaze

and wake up
a sweet dream
that still alive
deep inside me.

Then, my wandering feet
take their way home
where dwells my only love.
The one who knows 
the secret of my joy.

Author: Olga Brajnović

Journalist and writer. I've worked for 26 years in a newspaper in Spain. I worked for two years as a stringer and correspondent in the US and went as a special envoy to other places like the Balkans. Author of a biography. Sea lover. Avid reader. Classic Music enthusiast.

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