'Eyes in the Dark' (English version)

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 Eyes in the dark, illuminated only by a fleeting glimmer of light,

They search for a way out of this cold cave,

Unafraid of being blinded by that light,

For they are already blind and cannot see.

With their entire being, they chase the dying ray,
Soft steps on sharp stones,
Amid the sounds of thunder, dripping water,
And the judgment from the shadows.

They pursue the elusive, hurting themselves in the process,
Following that tiny point until exhaustion.
They are halted by the darkness, so dark,
So dense, that it could not be darker,
That no step could be taken through it.

Loudly, they condemn a new pair of eyes
Seeking the same light,
With contempt for the potential success.
And they fall into the abyss.

They fold in pain,
Resting in slumber,
They become the light,
Which they follow…
Eyes in the dark.

A. Filipan, 10.02.2025

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