BiographyType: Poet Born: 11 March 1959 Peć, Serbia Died: Dejan Stojanović is a Serbian poet, writer, essayist, philosopher, businessman, and former journalist. |
He awaits himself while walking, out of the icy circle to escape.
To jump over centuries
In one step is impossible.
Jump too high or far,
You’ll be way too late.
In the biggest and the smallest I sleep but at the same place I stay.
Every star was once darker than the night, before it awoke.
You are not what you are;
You are darkness
Looking for light within.
What does infinity mean to you?
Are you not infinity and yourself?
If emptiness is empty, how can something be borne or awaken from it?
From what you didn’t say, lies that you did say.
The farther away, the closer the home becomes.
I can see myself before myself -
A being through dark scenery.
Will the day tell its secret
Before it disappears,
Becomes timeless night.
There is nobody to wake up eternal seekers.
When everything hurries everywhere, nothing goes anywhere.
If emptiness is endless, then everything rests in emptiness.
You are hurrying to the sweet place,
To the nonsense chasing your spirit
And in the nonsense you look for answers.
The eyesight for an eagle is what thought is to a man.
From everything, nothing looks to nothing.
There is a pledge of the big and of the small in the infinite.
2023