De mult nu am mai ajuns aici. În seara asta mi-am amintit însă de poezia lui Rudyard Kipling şi nu ştiu ce-ar putea fi “mai motivant” decât aceste versuri.
Vi le las aici(în engleză, din simplu motiv ca mi se pare că prin traducere îşi pierd din farmec)
If…
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream – and not make dreams your master;
If you can think – and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build ‘em up with wornout tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings – nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run -
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And – which is more – you’ll be a Man my son!
O seară frumoasă!
Aşa, ca o dorinţă după o zi lungă – sper să reuşesc sa trec mai des pe aici.
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Iuliana 7:48 pm on February 21, 2012 Permalink
Poezia asta e asemanatoare celei numite “Man in mirror”.La fel de motivationala e si aceea.
Frumoase cuvinte, dar daca am putea aplica, ce citim, in cele mai grele clipe, prin care viata ne pune la incercare, ar fi si mai frumos. Din pacate prima reactie a mintii, in fata unui necaz, unei pierderi sau chiar si unei jigniri, este sa produca o drama. Ori asa am fost creati, ori asa am fost educati. Sunt intrebari, ce nici acum nu le-am gasit raspunsul.