I see no thing of value before my eyes revealed
Except thy charms so hidden, so very well concealed;
Because what other wonder exerting fascination
Could make me waste a lifetime in blissful meditation
On stories and on trifles, new meanings to confront?
With their fragile music ‘tis thee I would enchant,
In myriads of icons the tender dream I’d capture
Lest its too precious shadow in darkness should find shelter.
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Today when my own spirit, a humble slave to glamour,
Delights in every suffering to thus enhance thy splendour,
And when ahead thou turn up with marble white complexion
Thou beatiful eye shining in gushing sweet temptation,
My glance thus getting darkened that I can seeno longer
What past so dark with deep thoughts in its dark night does linger,
Today when my true loving for thee is so angelic
Resembling the resplendence which thee enshrouds like magic,
The everlasting hunger for joining into oneness
Both marble and strong chisel like daylight and deep darkness,
When missing thee so deeply to worship thus gives birth
Like nothing else encountered in heaven and on earth,
When rapturous am I of things which to thee belong:
Thy laughter, thy brief shiver, of good as well as wrong,
When nothing but a secret thou art and all I-ve got
I reckon from thou talking that you understand me not.

(Traducere de Maria NICULESCU)