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YOUR TIME COMES by Romana Ercegovič

Your Time Comes

And so,
one day,
your time comes.

Just like that,
as if everything would have always been very simple,
as if you haven’t years after years
been trying, waiting, trembling
secretly waving carpets of dreams,
fearing to bring them out.
And then one day
you simply sing your song,
step out of your hideaway,
through the armors of thick thoughts,
stop stammering
and clearly say
who you are
and what you want
and begin to shine with all your simplicity
so divinely beautiful
that you astonish even yourself
and you smile
and laugh
and walk on
with Beauty in your eyes
as if with this lightness
you have always walked the Earth.

Simply, your time comes.



Romana Ercegović is an explorer and creator of new ways of soulful theater art from Slovenia. She chose an independent artistic path and follows her vision of theatre, which awakens the perception of beauty, magic, pure joy of life, honors the balance of the feminine and the masculine, as well as the connection to Nature. Romana plays many roles – Ph.D. in dramaturgy, a playwright, theatre director, actress, facilitator of creative retreats, poet, author of children’s literature, puppet performances, mother... After many years (and lifetimes) of believing that life is very serious and human reality is very sad, she finally allows herself to be be passionately and freely alive, to live in Beauty, to laugh abundantly, to create and co-create new dimensions of colorfulness and the safe sacred places for the subtle presence of Soul. You can find more about the Sacred Theater of Romana Ercegović by clicking here.

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