Bistrita – winter
One! two! three! And…
Broken frantically from the ground
The foot looses grip
In flight, for fear of choking
When everything seems to be over. ….
and: three! two! one take a deep breath!
With nothing under your heels,
You keep climbing no saddle or control
From Nadir to Zenith
The fascination of the game, sifted
The Snows of Beginning
To Nowhere From Nowhere
Just thoughts make you aware.
Now, all over the place
You breathe the snowdrift
From the veil of gems
Neither near nor far.
It’s all just a glow
Frozen in astonishment
Emptiness inside you wander
By heavenly miracles
English Translation by Zorin Diaconescu