Poem by Slavka Božović
Angels have no color
I am the heavenly messenger
I belong to the angelic flock
I follow in the footsteps of spirituality
Dressed in dresses of grace.
My heart has no color
Neither white, nor black, nor yellow
It sows its value around the world
Love is his true wisdom.
Love is his password
It absorbs celestial fireflies
It reflects light through the soul
Birds nest in it.