My personal creed, best put in words by the great Romanian poet and philosopher, Lucian Blaga:


Eu nu strivesc corola de minuni a lumii
…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.


I Will Not Crush The World’s Corolla of Wonder
…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.