o zi? doar o zi într-un an?!

bucuria și suferința, lacrimile și bucuria, deznădejdea și încăpățînarea de a spera

putera de a înfunta vitregiile și de a rezista tiraniei,

veșnica urmare a chemării  și așteptarea întru veșnicie

          EA le cunoaște și le simte în fiecare zi

astfel veghează și întreține acel  ceva în care

privrea le-noată

și-arcuite sprîncene înalță de dor..

încît eu nici nu pot

să mai adaug altceva

decît dragostea lor!

           (versuri de Bulat Okudjava traduse de Passionaria Stoicescu și Dumitru Bălan, Editura Univers 1987)

(da! astăzi mi-a fost cumplit de dor)

luminile unei zile de septembrie

The Lights That Have Vanished

by Michael Hillmer
Let us go then
Where we have never had to go before
Straight down into the heart of the horror
Of half-deserted, blasted, bloody streets
With the earth shuddering beneath our feet
We watch the memory of the lights that have vanished
From these Twin Towers of man's belief
In humanity and world peace, fade...
Seeing as we've never seen before
Our transfigured anger redeeming our sight
The diffuse visualization of justice
Blossoming from that anger seeking the light
Our hearts of darkness breaking
From the sound of rolling thunder
Asking the eternal question
“What is wrong?” “What is right?”
Those who were living are now dead
We who are living are now dying
Moment by moment
With little patience for mercy or regret
Wondering, is the very air we live by safe
This is the end of innocence
The time for saving grace.

If you are my friend

by Nizar Qabbani

If you are my friend
Help me...to leave you...
Or if you are my lover...
Help me!So I can be healed of yuu...
If I knew...
that the ocean is very deep...
I would not have swam.
If I knew,,,how I could end
I would not have began...

I desire you...so teach me not to desire
teach me...
how to cut the roots of your love from the depth
teach me...
how tears may die in the eyes
and love may commit suicide...

If you are prophet
Cleanse me from this spell,
Deliver me from this atheism
Your love is like atheism...so purify me
from this atheism...

If you are strong,
Rescue me from this ocean
For I don't know how to swim
The blue waves,in your eyes

drag me ...to the depths...

blue...blue...nothing but the colour blue...

And I have no experience in love...and no boat...

If I am dear to you,
Then take my hand
For I am filled with desire...
from my head,to my feet...
I am breathing under the water...

I am drowning...drowning....

Hands

picture by Kahlil Gibran