MEMENTO FOR YOU
MEMENTO FOR YOU
"Do you see, my friend, when we do not love, we sleep.
We are children of dust... But when we love, then we are gods,
and pure, as on the first day of creation."
"War and Peace" L.N. Tolstoy
When the wandering thought strays
who knows how many times,
I've met you in dreams.
And when the blizzard, like a wanton,
wandered through the city at midnight,
even then I'd see you through the horizons,
in the passing of shadows as you approach,
through the quadrille of snowflakes as the frost falls,
and in me Tolstoy's winter roars,
and all the icy stars above Petrograd.
Then longing swells like the sea against the cliff when it foams
and stirs up this peace and war,
that battle within me.
How many times under the canopies
of frozen poplars,
I, your Natasha Rostova,
caught sight of your dear figure through the mist,
And not a single dawn burned out
without yearning for you in my dreams,
And embraced you so fervently, passionately
because I knew that your figure
and that dreamed-of evening were beautiful...
that they were only illusion and dream.
For the gods have long had
some plan for us...
To take you away from me.
And we, as if we had long sensed
each other absorbing eyes and faces
that ominous birds circled above us,
that like black galleys they sailed over us,
that they were already inscribing our love into memories,
into timeless anthologies and eternal calendars.
That it is my fate to wait for you in dreams,
from night to night, always and again
like once Andrei waited for Natasha Rostova,
And that war, as my destiny, scratches my peace
and reviving yet another dream,
and yet another memento for you.
Zvezdana Milosavljević
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