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Poem by Nataša Radanović - Serbian Poetry

Nataša Radanović
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📖 Biography

Nataša Radanović, born in 1971, is a Serbian poet of Montenegrin roots. She was born in Foča and raised in Goražde, where she completed her primary and secondary education, after which she continued her studies at the Academy of Fine Arts, Department of Photography.

She currently lives and creates in Sweden.

She writes poetry (spiritual, patriotic, love, and children’s poetry) as well as short stories. She is also engaged in painting. She has a deep love for nature and animals and advocates for environmental protection, ecological awareness, and peace in the world.

She is actively involved in humanitarian work, having participated in numerous art exhibitions dedicated to children with special needs and children suffering from cancer, as well as projects supporting educational institutions and the construction of spiritual temples.

She is the recipient of numerous prestigious awards in her country and abroad, and her works have been published in many magazines, anthologies, and literary collections.


✍️ Author’s Motto

I do not write to be understood,
I write to remain whole.
— Nataša Radanović


📖 Poem: The Covenant of the White Flight

In the valley where the earth prays in silence,
where the wind remembers what has never been,
from dark forest, from roots and deep dream,
the most beautiful light is born.

A white bird — a sign of height and peace —
carries in its chest what never fades,
and when it spreads its wings above the valley,
silence speaks in purity.

This is not flight, but a covenant of light,
between sorrow and the enduring sky;
each feather — a trace of permanence,
so that man does not become his own darkness.

Beneath it awaken stone and flower,
and the river forgets its silent world,
the forest becomes a temple of breath,
without darkness, without fear, without dust.

A child recognizes the light in its eyes,
and finds itself in that white flight,
and understands: hope never sleeps,
while the soul still rises upward.

The dove carries infinity in its wings,
between pain and sky — its radiance,
and wherever it touches earth and grass,
it turns sorrow into dawn’s glow.

When it returns to the silence of branches,
pages remain written across the sky:
love is stronger than any darkness,
and the light within man — eternal and strong.

Author: Nataša Radanović ✍🏻🌏

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