WITH LIFE'S TOMORROW TIME YOU GRASP By MIHAI EMINESCU 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, tough 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 yesterday 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. English version by Corneliu M. Popescu

* Transcribed by Liviu Buftea School No. 10, Focsani, Romania