Natmur 1M<\/p>\n
\u010covjek i more<\/p>\n
Slobodaru, ti \u0107e\u0161 uvijek voljet more!
\nJer ono je odraz \u010dovje\u010dje nutrine.
\nU vrtlogu voda, \u0161to skriva ponore,
\nVidi\u0161 du\u0161u svoju, bezdan pun gor\u010dine.<\/p>\n
Ponekad zanesen svojom vjernom slikom,
\nMiluje\u0161 je rukom, pogledom \u0161to sanja,
\nPa bol srca mine , omamljen urlikom
\nI pljuskom valova s jezom uzdisaja.<\/p>\n
Zagonetno mra\u010dni vi ste obadvoje.
\nTko zna \u0161to ti du\u0161a, o \u010dovje\u010de krije?
\nMore, mrak dubina \u010duva blago tvoje
\n-nitko va\u0161e tajne jo\u0161 prozreo nije.<\/p>\n
Vazda boj bijete, a istog ste bi\u0107a.
\nOd iskona borba bijesni svakog trena,
\nJer volite samrt i krvoproli\u0107a,
\nSuparnici vje\u010dni , bra\u0107o nesmiljena!<\/p>\n
Baudelaire<\/p>\n
\u010cOVJEK I MORE<\/p>\n
Uvijek \u0107e\u0161, Slobodni, nje\u017eno voljet more!
\nU beskraj prostrtom njegovome valu
\nDu\u0161u svoju gleda\u0161 kao u zrcalu,
\nA duh tvoj jo\u0161 gor\u010de sakriva ponore.<\/p>\n
Ti voli\u0161 roniti u grud lika svoga,
\nGrli\u0161 ga o\u010dima, rukama, u svome
\nSrcu se veseli\u0161 \u0161umorenju tome,
\nSred tog bu\u010dna jada, divlje silenoga.<\/p>\n
Tajanstveni, tamni, vi ste obadvoje,
\n\u010covje\u010de, jo\u0161 nema mjere tvog bezdana;
\nMore, ti sakriva\u0161 bogatstva neznana,
\nTako stra\u0161no tajne vi \u010duvate svoje!<\/p>\n
Ipak, eto, tu su stolje\u0107a bezbrojna,
\nDa se vi bez gri\u017enje, nemilo borite,
\nUmiranje, pokolj, tako vi volite,
\nBorioci vje\u010dni, bra\u0107o nespokojna!<\/p>\n
VIDOVI\u0106<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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