Live flower

Look at the sun!
He has the eyes of a living flower
it's a song, it's a story.

poem by Camelia Oprița (29 April 2019), translated by Camelia Opriţa
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The sky is the universe of flight

If you hadn't been,
I think I could have forgotten
what I can't forget:
the sky is the universe of flight.

poem by Camelia Oprița from Universe of Love (Journal) (December 2000), translated by Camelia Opriţa
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With a dream...

With the dream that disappears at dawn,
Hope remains in a new dream
And forever away and always close
You remain one with my soul.

poem by Camelia Oprița from WordPress.com (13 June 2005), translated by Camelia Opriţa
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From His Light

The Holy Spirit has given us love

which is wisdom from His Light,

Love opens our hearts

and makes us live in the presence of God

poem by Camelia Oprița from The universe of love (2008)
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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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There is love

At the root of tears,
I noticed that the smiles were blossoming.
In the midst of pain,
I found that there is love.
In the midst of chaos,
I discovered the silence.
That's when I realized that,
even in the middle of winter,
there is an invincible spring
And that made me happy.

poem by Camelia Oprița from WordPress - Ecce homo (December 2007), translated by Camelia Opriţa
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Wandering off

We are like wandering mines in the mirror of the waters,
preparat to hitts mercilessly hims who opens our door.
We kill love, saving our pride,
we bury the truth and cultivate the lie.
Returning from wandering, we bow with eyes weeping in appearance,
digging with our hunger for the truth.

poem by Camelia Oprița (27 November 2007), translated by Camelia Opriţa
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Without Him, Christmas would not exist!

Man, break a piece of bread from your piece of bread,
share wy with the lost and away from home.
It is time for mankind to realize that Jesus Christ
he is not our master or servant;
It is our conscience
Christ is our heart
Without him,
Christmas would not exist and would have no reason to exist!
This is Holy Christmas!

poem by Camelia Oprița from The Golden Pencil (25 December 2005), translated by Camelia Opriţa
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