Ewald Höld – Mali smo

	Ewald Höld – We are insignificant
Mali smo bojažljivi i šutljivi, zamuknuli smo – skoro – kad diboko u našem srcu još grije žeravka naše duše. Bilo je tvrdo, dobro grabrovo drivo, goreće u plamenu našega žitka. Onoga žitka, ki nam vrijedi. Vrnite nam cipaljke, te dobre, tvrde, da još jednoč zagori naš oganj, da najzad dobijemo, poniznost gorućega Bića.	We are insignificant, afraid, silent almost speechless, but deep in us there is still an ember. Hard beechwood fed the fire of our life, this life that was meaningful to us. Give our good, hard firework back to us so that our fire will blaze and be the pride of our burning Being.

 Ptići i slavuji, 1983, str. 104-105

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