Eram in ultimul an de liceu cand, la una din orele individuale de engleza, profesorul ne-a dat – mie si prietenei mele Andrea – acest poem. Desiderata. Tin minte ca amandoua am fost fermecate de el de la prima lectura. Tin minte si cum am plecat de-acolo, il scrisesem de mana, l-am citit si l-am recitit tot drumul spre casa. Cateva saptamani mai tarziu l-am citit si in fata clasei noastre, la ultima ora de dirigentie din viata de licean. Ni s-a parut incheierea perfecta a acelor vremuri.

Din cand in cand ma intorc la el. Ani mai tarziu, de fiecare data il citesc de parca ar fi prima oara. Cu aceeasi emotie. Si cu sentimentul acut ca vorbele astea vor arde cu aceeasi intensitate intotdeauna.

Mi-am amintit de el deunazi si m-am gandit ca as vrea sa il las si aici. Desiderata e un poem in proza scris in 1927 de autorul american Max Ehrmann. Poate ajunge la voi cu aceeasi bucurie cu care il transcriu aici, ca si cum l-as scrie din nou de mana. Scrisul din fotografia de mai sus ii apartine Cristinei de la Livrez dragoste – Atelierul de scrisori.

Go placidly amid the noise and haste,

and remember what peace there may be in silence.

As far as possible, without surrender, be on good terms with all persons.

Speak your truth quietly and clearly and listen to others,

even to the dull and ignorant, they too have their story.

Avoid loud and aggressive persons; they are vexations to the spirit.

If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain or bitter,

for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.

Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.

Keep interested in your own career, however humble,

it’s a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.

Exercise caution in your business affairs, for the world is full of trickery.

But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;

many persons strive for high ideals, and everywhere life is full of heroism.

Be yourself.

Especially do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love;

for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment,

it is as perennial as the grass.

Take kindly the counsel of the years,

gracefully surrendering the things of youth.

Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.

But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.

Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.

Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself.

You are a child of the universe no less than the trees and the stars;

you have a right to be here.

And whether or not it is clear to you,

no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive him to be.

And whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life,

keep peace in your soul.

With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world.

Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.

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