Wings

to Constantin Brâncuşi

The bird of time
unfolds in the song of the chisel,
rotates in the light of stone stars,
renouncing his stillness:

Look at the sky, the sky is alive!

It has wings in the name of the one who shaped them.

poem by Camelia Oprița from The word opens the human thought - Sfântul Ierarh Nicolae (2019), translated by Camelia Oprița
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The artist

God is the artist who makes the world present
between the buds of colors,
in the heart of the moments,
in the wood of the forests.
His expression,
it is the spark rising from the dust
like a miracle without clothes
in the heart of every mortal - The Love.

poem by Camelia Oprița from The word opens the human thought - Sfântul Ierarh Nicolae (2019), translated by Camelia Opriţa
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