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The country of life is only the present
We live only in this very moment, Here we truly are. – The past And the future are only thoughts. You force vainly what is afront, And what is to come you vainly want Search yourself and you will find That all in the world lives the present. All that was and what will be Was or will be since it is. Shall I tell you that moving one, You stir them all? The crowd is illusion; Tell the same word to thousand of people And it is going to awaken The same icon and the same feeling. A sign that all is one and one is all. Translation Monica Manolachi MAY 2005
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