New morning

Before long

morning shall open its eyes

outspread its limbs

to break of day .

Darkness shall disperse,

silence will die

beneath the vibration of

our human strides.

I must say goodbye

to these rooms

where for so long

loneliness thrived

in viewless minds

of one man and one woman.

I will take with me only

lingering rosemary scent ,

possessions , two hands can carry

visual impact of nameless faces

passing along in hesitation.

The bell and joyful voices

sounds of life

from nearby school yard.

For I am only one of many

who are running away

from vilification,

empty promises

into a new suburbs –

In search, yearned for

safety house.

(C)Copyright Dinka Bednjacic, 1996.