M. Eminescu - Poesii / Poems - WITH LIFE'S TOMORROW TIME YOU GRASP

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WITH LIFE'S TOMORROW TIME YOU GRASP...		CU MAINE ZILELE-TI ADAOGI...
With life's tomorrow time you grasp, Its yesterdays you fling away, And still, in spite of all remains Its long eternity, today. When one thing goes, another comes In this wide world by heaven borne; And when the sun is setting here 'Tis somewhere else just breaking dawn. It seems somehow that other waves Are rolling down the same old stream, And somehow, though the autumns change, 'Tis but the same leaves fall it seem. Before our night does ever ride The queen of mornings rosy skies; While even death is but a guess, Of life a notion, a surmise. Of every moment that goes by One fact each mortal creature knows; The universe is poised in time And whirling round for ever goes. Still, though this year will fly away And soon but to the bygone add, Within your soul you ever hold Each thing of worth you ever had. With life's tomorrow time you grasp, Its yesterdays you fling away, And still, in spite of all remains Its long eternity, today. A radiant and brilliant view, In many rapid glimpses caught, Of infinite, unending calm, Bathed in the rays of timeless thought. Translated by Corneliu M. Popescu		Cu maine zilele-ti adaogi, Cu ieri viata ta o scazi Si ai cu toate astea-n fata De-a pururi ziua cea de azi. Cand unul trece, altul vine In asta lume a-l urma, Precum cand soarele apune El si rasare undeva. Se pare cum ca alte valuri Cobor mereu pe-acelasi vad, Se pare cum ca-i alta toamna, Ci-n veci aceleasi frunze cad. Naintea noptii noastre imbla Craiasa dulcii dimineti; Chiar moartea insasi e-o parere Si un visternic de vieti. Din orice clipa trecatoare Ast adevar il inteleg, Ca sprijina vecia-ntreaga Si-nvirte universu-ntreg. De-aceea zboare anu-acesta Si se cufunde in trecut, Tu ai s-acum comoara-ntreaga Ce-n suflet pururi ai avut. Cu maine zilele-ti adaogi, Cu ieri viata ta o scazi, Avand cu toate astea-n fata De-a pururi ziua de azi. Prvelistile sclipitoare, Ce-n repezi siruri se distern, Repaosa nestramutate Sub raza gandului etern. 1883, dec. Mihail Eminescu
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