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Za uljnjakom na meji najinih svetov je vrt tisočerih čudes. V tem vrtu lebdijo knjižne gredice, na gredicah zorijo besedne vrstice. Med njimi
se sprehajava, nad njimi letava. Vonjava cvetje, ki v naju medí boljši jaz, ter okušava plodove sanj in znanj. Na krila domišljije se lepi cvetni
prah, najina hrana za dolgo zimo. V samotnih dneh bova iz peloda na panjsko končnico spomina (na knjižno platnico želja) narisala vrt.
Najskrivnostnejši in najlepši cvet v njem bo zrcalil izraz ljubljenega obraza v otroškem čudenju: najina svetova sta površnim očem vsaksebi,
a v duhu sta eno.
Helena Cestnik
Beyond the beehives at the edge of our world is a garden of a thousand wonders. In this garden flower beds of book cases float before
us, with their rows of ripening words. Among them we walk, above them we fly, fragrant flowers, in which we find our better selves, and
savour the fruits of dreams and knowledge. The lovely pollen that covers the hive, will nourish us in the long Winter. On lonely days we
will draw a garden on the beehive’s final keep-sake (written on the hive’s panel). The most mysterious and beautiful flower is reflected in
the wonder found on the loving face of a child: to our eyes our worlds seem far apart, but in spirit they are one.
Helena Cestnik
