My personal creed, best put in words by the great Romanian poet and philosopher, Lucian Blaga:
Eu nu strivesc corola de minuni a lumii
(I will not crush the world’s corolla of wonder)
| ...si nu ucid cu mintea mea tainele, ce le-ntalnesc in calea mea in flori, in ochi, pe buze ori morminte. Lumina altora sugruma vraja nepatrunsului ascuns in adancimi de intuneric, dar eu, eu cu lumina mea sporesc a lumii taina si-ntocmai cum cu razele ei albe luna nu micsoreaza, ci tremuratoare mareste si mai tare taina noptii, asa imbogatesc si eu intunecata zare cu largi fiori de sfant mister si tot ce-i nenteles se schimba-n nentelesuri si mai mari sub ochii mei caci eu iubesc si flori, si ochi, si buze, si morminte. | ...and I will not kill with reason the mysteries I meet along my way in flowers, eyes, lips and graves. The light of others drowns the deep magic hidden in the profound darkness. I increase the world’s enigma with my light much as the moon with its white beams does not diminish but increase the shimmering mystery of night I enrich the darkening horizon with chills of the great secret. All that is hard to know becomes a greater riddle under my very eyes because I love alike flowers, lips, eyes and graves. |