Sfantul Ioan Iacob de la Neamt

O, om!

O, om, ce mari raspunderi ai

De tot ce faci pe lume,

De tot ce spui, in scris sau grai

De pilda ce la altii dai,

Caci ea, mereu, spre iad sau rai

Pe multi o sa indrume.

Ce grija trebuie sa pui

In viata ta in toata,

Caci gandul care-l scrii sau spui

S-a dus… in veci nu-l mai aduni

Si vei culege roada lui

Ori viu, ori mort, odata.

Ai spus o vorba, vorba ta,

Mergand din gura-n gura,

Va-nveseli sau va-ntrista,

Va curati sau va-ntina,

Rodind samanta pusa-n ea

De dragoste sau ura.

Scrii un cuvant… cuvantul scris

E-un leac sau o otrava,

Tu vei muri, dar tot ce-ai scris

Ramane-n urma drum deschis

Spre moarte sau spre paradis,

Spre-ocara sau spre slava.

Ai spus un cantec, versul sau

Ramane dupa tine

Indemn spre bine sau spre rau,

Spre curatie sau desfrau,

Lasand in inimi rodul sau

De har sau de rusine.

Arati o cale, calea ta

In urma ta nu piere,

E calea buna sau e rea,

Va prabusi sau va-nalta,

Vor merge suflete pe ea

Spre cer sau spre durere.

Traiesti o viata… viata ta

E una, numai una,

Oricum ar fi, tu nu uita

Cum ti-o traiesti vei castiga

Ori fericire pe vecie,

Ori chin pe totdeauna.

O, om! Ce mari raspunderi ai,

Tu vei pleca din lume,

Dar ce ai spus, prin scris sau grai

Sau lasi prin pilda care-o dai

Pe multi, pe multi, spre iad sau rai

Mereu o sa-i indrume.

Deci nu uita!…Fii credincios

Cu grija si cu teama

Sa lasi in urma luminos,

Un semn, un gand, un drum frumos,

Caci pentru toate, neindoios,

Odata vei da seama.

A different corner

"

Vegheaza asupra gandurilor tale, 

 ele vor deveni cuvinte. 

Vegheaza asupra cuvintelor tale,

 vor deveni fapte. 

Vegheaza asupra faptelor tale,

 vor deveni obiceiuri. 

Vegheaza asupra obiceiurilor tale, 

 vor deveni un caracter. 

Vegheaza asupra caracterului tau;

Pt ca va deveni destinul tau.

"

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"Time is like a river. You cannot touch the same water twice, because the flow that has passed will never pass again.”

“You cannot teach a man anything; you can only help him discover it in himself.”
Galileo Galilei

Time

"
Time is too slow for those who wait,
too swift for those who fear,
too long for those who grieve, 
too short for those who rejoice,
but for those who love,
time is an eternity. 
"
Henry Van Dyke

Todd-Michael St. Pierre
My Dream

Where the mountains touch the sky

Where poets DREAM, where eagles fly

A secret place above the crowds

Just beneath marshmallow clouds

Lift your eyes to a snowy peak

And see the soon- to- be we seek

Whisper DREAMS and let them rise

To the mountains old and wise

Climbers climb, it's time to try

Where the mountains touch the sky

Take me there. Oh take me now

Someway, Someday, Somewhere, Somehow

Where the ocean meets the sky

Where mermaid dance and seagulls fly

A place in DREAMS I know so well

The sea inside a single shell

Far across the living sea

A pale blue possibility

Beyond the castles made of sand

Tomorrow in a small child's hand

Only DREAMERS need apply

Where the ocean meets the sky

Take me there. Oh take me now

Someway, Someday, Somewhere, Somehow

Where the forests reach the sky

Men are equal and doves still fly

No thorns of war, a perfect rose

This is where the green grass grows

Out beyond the crystal stream

Like Dr. King I have a DREAM

Imagine such a goal in sight

For red and yellow, black and white

Whisper now, let the DREAM begin

It's time to trust the truth within

This is where we seek and find

A gift in being colorblind

Dream on Dreamers, hopes are high

Where the forests reach the sky

Take me there. Oh take me now

Someway, Someday, Somewhere, Somehow

Now, listen close, the future calls

"Build your bridges and tear down walls! "

For time has taught and so it seems

Realities are born of DREAMS

Rudyard Kipling

If 

If you can keep your head when all about you 

Are losing theirs and blaming it on you; 

If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, 

But make allowance for their doubting too; 

If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, 

Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies, 

Or, being hated, don't give way to hating, 

And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream - and not make dreams your master; 

If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim; 

If you can meet with triumph and disaster 

And treat those two imposters just the same; 

If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken 

Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, 

Or watch the things you gave your life to broken, 

And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings 

And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss, 

And lose, and start again at your beginnings 

And never breath a word about your loss; 

If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew 

To serve your turn long after they are gone, 

And so hold on when there is nothing in you 

Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on";

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, 

Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch; 

If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you; 

If all men count with you, but none too much; 

If you can fill the unforgiving minute 

With sixty seconds' worth of distance run - 

Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it, 

And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son!