- Sunt vie, sunt viu..!
|"Daca vrei sa anticipezi viitorul, |
imagineaza-ti o gheata strivind iremediabil o fata umana.."
"1984" de George Orwell
Sometimes in the middle autumn days,
The windless days when the swallows have flown,
And the sere elms brood in the mist,
Each tree a being, rapt, alone,
I know, not as in barren thought,
But wordlessly, as the bones know,
What quenching of my brain, what numbness,
Wait in the dark grave where I go.
And I see the people thronging the street,
The death-marked people, they and I
Goalless, rootless, like leaves drifting,
Blind to the earth and to the sky;
Nothing believing, nothing loving,
Not in joy nor in pain, not heeding the stream
Of precious life that flows within us,
But fighting, toiling as in a dream.
So shall we in the rout of life
Some thought, some faith, some meaning save,
And speak it once before we go
In silence to the silent grave …
Limba in citate, aforisme si maxime
Despre poezie cu domnul Lucian Blaga
Cum a aparut toamna pe Pamant- via Je Regarde