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Learn from all things..

Originala, este poezia lui Traian Dorz, "Invata de la toate".
I`ve translated a poem.. which is not as easy as it seems.. -.- 
The original was amazing, mine.. lacks.. a lot..


Learn from the waters to have your way improved 
Learn from the mountain how to believe, unmoved
Learn from the fire that everything is ash
Learn from the shadows to keep your mouth and watch
Learn from all stones how much you have to say
Learn from the Sun how you should always fade
Learn from the wind that often wafts on paths
How silent through this world you really have to pass
Learn from them all, for they are all your kin
 How beautiful to die, how beautiful to live.

Learn from the maggot that no one is forgotten
Learn from the fire what is to burn inside.
Learn from the Sun to know the place of time
Learn from the river to never turn your back
Learn from the lily, the purity you lack
Learn from the shadow to humbly be like her,
Learn from the rock to ‘endure the heavy stir
Learn from the stars that sky is filled with men
Learn from the crickets when shoulders are so burden
And go and see the ant, to see her heavy load,
Learn from the birds to always be unbowed
Learn from all the flowers how tender you should be
Learn from the sheep how gentle you could be

Learn from them all, for all comes to an end,
Learn, oh son of sacrifice, that you were made, so clever..
Learn from everything that’s dying how you could live forever!





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