Jože Snoj: Čudenja in zrenja

 

 

 

                                                           O

 

                                                           v svojih rokah

                                                           držim

                                                           čudo

                                                           o neskončno

                                                           v čistih obročih neba

                                                           in odročno

 

                                                           tam,

                                                           kjer se suče svet

                                                           nedotično

                                                           vame strmi

                                                           razpeto

                                                           o

                                                           nepremično

 

 

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                                                           zrenje

 

                                                           me je pičila kača šarenica

                                                           v zrklo

                                                           iz zelenega požara je privršala, krilata

                                                           in se mi zvila na očeh v dva kolobarja

                                                           zdaj čakam da bo počasi

                                                           počasi

                                                           vse umrlo

 

                                                           že sladko boli

                                                           so že odprta vrata

                                                           se že srečujejo v njih, v obe smeri

                                                           korenine in kosti

 

                                                           kako spokojno je sedeti in srepeti

                                                           s tega praga

 

                                                           ne čakam več

                                                           in nič me več ne čaka

                                                           vse se je ta hip za vse dočakalo

                                                           srce v tej lavini ledeni, jalovina

 

                                                           dobil sem zelene škratje oči

                                                           od zelenila

 

 

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                                                           sonce

 

                                                           liješ na nas, kolos

                                                           helios

                                                           vališ nas, jajca

                                                           v nedrjih

                                                           potomcev

                                                           nazaj za nezaobljene, tekoče

                                                           kamenine

                                                           za prvi vzbuh požara

                                                           svetlost prve krogle

 

                                                           žgi, kolos tanatos

                                                           o sonce

                                                           sonce  

 

 

 

 

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