{"id":1270,"date":"2018-11-05T17:24:44","date_gmt":"2018-11-05T15:24:44","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/noa.bart.sk\/?p=1270"},"modified":"2018-11-05T17:24:44","modified_gmt":"2018-11-05T15:24:44","slug":"autumnjesen","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/noa.bart.sk\/index.php\/2018\/11\/05\/autumnjesen\/","title":{"rendered":"Autumn\/Jese\u0148"},"content":{"rendered":"

Autumn<\/span><\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The one of four seasons is back again<\/span><\/p>\n

Coming shortly after summer before there\u2019ll be another.<\/span><\/p>\n

The yellow leaves are falling, lying on the pavement of the park<\/span><\/p>\n

While I\u2019m sitting here on this bench, looking at people all around me.<\/span><\/p>\n

They pass me, some of them walk, others lead a rather meaningless talk.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Looking at the trees – what an outstanding view,<\/span><\/p>\n

The small branches make a move as if wanting to say hi.<\/span><\/p>\n

In my mind I\u00a0reply, \u201cHey, it\u2019s so great to be alive!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Although in reality I feel like a part of me is dying,<\/span><\/p>\n

But I don\u2019t see myself crying, no, I\u2019m at peace.<\/span><\/p>\n

While the branches tremble I suddenly remember<\/span><\/p>\n

The person I once had been, not even so long ago…<\/span><\/p>\n

But deep inside I know with everyday she\u2019s more gone.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Maybe I\u2019m still stuck in her body,<\/span><\/p>\n

But my mind is working in a completely different way,<\/span><\/p>\n

Still, the nostalgia overcomes me from time to time,<\/span><\/p>\n

Because it\u2019s this identity I\u2019d decided to take on with me for this life.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

And so I say to myself, \u201cIt\u2019s completely okay for you to have this name<\/span><\/p>\n

And let yourself walk step by step into the arms of your faith.<\/span><\/p>\n

After all, this whole life you\u2019re living here is just a\u00a0mere day<\/span><\/p>\n

In the eyes of your soul who had already outlived many more…\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Jese\u0148<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Jedno zo \u0161tyroch ro\u010dn\u00fdch obdob\u00ed je tu zas,<\/span><\/p>\n

prich\u00e1dza hne\u010f po lete predt\u00fdm ne\u017e tu bude znova.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u017dlt\u00e9 l\u00edstie opad\u00e1va, le\u017eiac na chodn\u00edkoch v\u00a0parku,<\/span><\/p>\n

zatia\u013e \u010do tu sed\u00edm na tejto lavi\u010dke, pozeraj\u00fac na \u013eud\u00ed naokolo.<\/span><\/p>\n

Prejd\u00fa popri mne, niektor\u00ed len chodia, in\u00ed ved\u00fa dos\u0165 nezmyseln\u00fa debatu.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

H\u013eadiac na stromy \u2013 ak\u00fd prekr\u00e1sny poh\u013ead,<\/span><\/p>\n

mal\u00e9 vetvi\u010dky sa pohn\u00fa, akoby chceli poveda\u0165 ahoj.<\/span><\/p>\n

V\u00a0mojej mysli odpoviem, \u201e\u010caute, je tak\u00e9 \u00fa\u017easn\u00e9 by\u0165 na\u017eive!\u201c<\/span><\/p>\n

I\u00a0ke\u010f v\u00a0skuto\u010dnosti sa c\u00edtim akoby \u010das\u0165 zo m\u0148a umierala,<\/span><\/p>\n

ale nevid\u00edm sa plaka\u0165, v\u00f4bec, som sk\u00f4r pokojn\u00e1.<\/span><\/p>\n

Medzit\u00fdm \u010do sa vetvi\u010dky chvej\u00fa si spomeniem<\/span><\/p>\n

na \u010dloveka, ktor\u00fdm som kedysi bola, ani nie tak d\u00e1vno…<\/span><\/p>\n

No hlboko vn\u00fatri viem, \u017ee ka\u017ed\u00fdm d\u0148om je viac a\u00a0viac vzdialen\u00e1.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Mo\u017eno som e\u0161te st\u00e1le uviaznut\u00e1 v\u00a0jej tele,<\/span><\/p>\n

ale moja myse\u013e funguje u\u017e \u00faplne inak;<\/span><\/p>\n

i\u00a0tak ma v\u0161ak z\u00a0\u010dasu na \u010das prepadne nostalgia,<\/span><\/p>\n

preto\u017ee som si vybrala pre\u017ei\u0165 tento \u017eivot s touto identitou.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

A\u00a0tak si len poviem sama pre seba: \u201eJe v\u00a0absol\u00fatnom poriadku ma\u0165 toto meno<\/span><\/p>\n

a\u00a0necha\u0165 sam\u00fa seba kr\u00e1\u010da\u0165 krok za krokom do n\u00e1ru\u010de tvojho osudu.<\/span><\/p>\n

Koniec koncov, tento cel\u00fd \u017eivot, ktor\u00fd tu \u017eije\u0161 je len jeden de\u0148<\/span><\/p>\n

v\u00a0o\u010diach tvojej du\u0161e, ktor\u00e1 ich za\u017eila u\u017e o\u00a0mnoho viac…\u201c<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Suzanne\/Zuzana<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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